I've decided to not make a paint choice right now.
The reason behind this (besides my absolute inability to make a decision) is that January, in Houston, is simply the worst time to paint.
Today, it is dreary and dark. There is no way to tell if I am really going to like the color I choose on a day like today. So today... I'll show you the entryway
See that pretty dog there? That's Peyton. He's a rescue dog.
You can probably tell that by the woe is me look he has on his face. Peyton, loves to remind everyone he's a rescue dog.
How does he do this?
First you get the pitiful look on his face. Once he's pulled you in with that look he then decides he must have your complete attention. He says in his doggie way ..." Please pet me,..pet me......I'm a rescue dog. .... "No, don't play with the grandchildren, play with me....I'm a rescue dog."..."Let me be a lap dog and sit on your couch....after all, I'm a rescue dog." ( insert pitiful Peyton look here) Honestly, he really milks the rescue dog thing around here!
Peyton has no shame and his antics to try to get your attention can drive you crazy . He does however have one admirable quality. He lives his life around here with a grateful heart. He lives like he has been rescued.
This is Peyton on his rescue day! See him smiling?
Grateful! Peyton is very grateful!
No whining....except in his sleep. Must be those memories of the shelter. Poor thing.
No barking. Unless, he is really concerned, no growling or barking will be heard from him.
He loves everybody. He loves all dogs. He even loves cats!
Peyton is content. Content to sleep at my feet. Content to let grandsons climb all over him. Content to go for a walk or... not.
As a believer, I could learn a lot from Peyton.
I could learn to be content. I could take lessons on living a grateful life.
In reality, Peyton and I have a lot in common.
We've both been rescued. We were both once lost.
The difference between us is that he never forgets that he was rescued.
Sometimes I do....I whine, bark, growl and even bite! Sad, but true.
Ungratefulness. It creeps up on me so easily.
This world is hard. Life is not always a bowl of cherries. But that doesn't really have anything to do with whether or not I live life like a rescued person. Jesus rescued me not only for eternity one day, but he rescued me for today! For this moment! Why is it so easy for humans to forget this ....?
Peyton never forgets. Ok, maybe once or twice... he forgot. There may have been a couple of times he got into the garbage.
Hmmm,....?
Habits are hard to break. It is easy to slip back into our familiar patterns.
Therefore, since we receive a kingdom which cannot be shaken, let us show gratitude, by which we may offer to God an acceptable service with reverence and awe; Hebrews 12:28
I'm glad Peyton is around to remind of these things when I need it!
Rescue dogs.....gotta love em!
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