Hanging Out With Molson

This past weekend we hung out, Molson and me, deserted by all but the cat and chinchilla. 

I love that dog so much. He is good "soul medicine!" So much about him reminds me of the kind of relationship God must want to have with us, if we weren't so desperately "human."

It can be a little disconcerting at times, the way Molson's eyes are always on his beloved one--that's me when his other loved ones are away. I love watching those little bumps in his forehead, just above his eyes, and how, no matter how sleepy he is, the bumps turn in my direction. It makes me laugh out loud with joy, watching him.

It makes me think of Psalm 123, which says:

Psalm 123:1-4

The Message (MSG)A Pilgrim Song
1-4 
        We look up to you for help.
Like servants, alert to their master’s commands,
    like a maiden attending her lady,
We’re watching and waiting, holding our breath,
    awaiting your word of mercy.
Mercy, God, mercy!
    We’ve been kicked around long enough,
Kicked in the teeth by complacent rich men,
    kicked when we’re down by arrogant brutes.

 And I don't mean to say that he is perfect at this all the time, but he's a pretty good fella really. He waits for me and is really happiest when he and I are going places together.

Psalm 130:5-6

The Message (MSG)5-6 
I pray to God—my life a prayer—
    and wait for what he’ll say and do.
My life’s on the line before God, my Lord,
    waiting and watching till morning,
    waiting and watching till morning.
The Message (MSG)

And there is no peace like just being, in God's presence, quiet, soaking in him.

Psalm 131:2

The Message (MSG)
2 I’ve kept my feet on the ground,
    I’ve cultivated a quiet heart.
Like a baby content in its mother’s arms,
    my soul is a baby content.
The Message (MSG)

Comments

Anonymous said…
I wondered if you had Molson again. What a love! There is nothing like being adored by a dog. We just lost our beloved "Dallas" a few months back. After 15 years the hole in the heart is pretty huge. I never got tired of having "someone" interesting in my coming and goings. No one shows the same interest now when I announce I'm going to take a shower or wash the dishes. I miss that! :-)
4:18 AM
Dave Hingsburger said…
Did you notice, in the second picture, he throws a human shadow?
4:43 AM
Susan said…
I'm chuckling over how "the cat" and "the chinchilla" deserves barely a mention. Your heart is undivided where Molson is concerned, that's evident!
7:13 AM
Belinda said…
Anonymous, I send my heartfelt condolences on the loss of your dear Dallas. Hugs.
8:01 AM
Belinda said…
Ha ha Dave. So clever! :)
8:02 AM
Belinda said…
Yes, Susan. Oh to have such an undivided heart for God. :)
8:02 AM
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