Seriously, I began my morning with a wonderful wonderful run in the fall air. Such a blessing to not face humidity first thing in the morning. Anyway, I return to find the dogs had escaped our lavish fencing improvements. for. the. love. again. I’m not gonna lie to you – I’m growing weary of this. I traveled by bike, car, and foot for the next two hours searching. Many had “seen” them going this way or that, but I never could find them. I returned home, hoping they had returned, and heard the neighbor dogs doing their “barking convention” like they do with Turbo and Bear – and sure enough, there they were on the other side of the neighbors house, but when I called them, they did not come. ??!!!!!! After traveling around looking for them, I give up. just flat out give up. I’m done. I called the City Hall, and the vet, and went to take a shower. The day’s work must still be done.
After getting ready I went out and stood on the patio, and to my delight and dismay, they came running! They were in the yard! They, again, did not apologize, but begged to be petted, and given a treat – what?!! For LEAVING AGAIN? I don’t think so…….
Ok, jk. I did give them a treat. I couldn’t help myself. Relief again had overwhelmed me. (by the way, my wonderful neighbor had seen them down the street and returned them to me, and also secured the fencing. I’m definitely going to bake him something!) So, there you go. Please Jesus, may part 3 be it! I am not sure how much more of this I can take……(not sure how much you guys could stand, either!)
Look at this – words of this great hymn kept going through my mind this morning, as I’m sure the Lord was reminding me of how I’m prone to wander. I DON’T WANT TO WANDER! Not from my Jesus. My dogs may continue to wander – to escape and seek out the thrill of life unencumbered, but I want the safety, security of my Christ. Today, and every day. Don’t you?
Come, Thou Fount of every blessing,
Tune my heart to sing Thy grace;
Streams of mercy, never ceasing,
Call for songs of loudest praise.
Teach me some melodious sonnet,
Sung by flaming tongues above.
Praise the mount! I’m fixed upon it,
Mount of Thy redeeming love.
Sorrowing I shall be in spirit,
Till released from flesh and sin,
Yet from what I do inherit,
Here Thy praises I’ll begin;
Here I raise my Ebenezer;
Here by Thy great help I’ve come;
And I hope, by Thy good pleasure,
Safely to arrive at home.
Jesus sought me when a stranger,
Wandering from the fold of God;
He, to rescue me from danger,
Interposed His precious blood;
How His kindness yet pursues me
Mortal tongue can never tell,
Clothed in flesh, till death shall loose me
I cannot proclaim it well.
O to grace how great a debtor
Daily I’m constrained to be!
Let Thy goodness, like a fetter,
Bind my wandering heart to Thee.
Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it,
Prone to leave the God I love;
Here’s my heart, O take and seal it,
Seal it for Thy courts above.
O that day when freed from sinning,
I shall see Thy lovely face;
Clothed then in blood washed linen
How I’ll sing Thy sovereign grace;
Come, my Lord, no longer tarry,
Take my ransomed soul away;
Send thine angels now to carry
Me to realms of endless day.
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