While all of America and definitely all of my neighbors were celebrating with loud fireworks, we were holed up in our house because of a dog.
It seems our wants-to-kill-everything-that-moves Jack Russell terrier, Lucy, is 100% certifiable, shivering-in-her-fur-coat petrified of fireworks.
A sheep in wolf’s clothing.
This is the dog that drags you down the street during her walk, tail curled and ready for anything. During all the ruckus she wouldn’t even step one toe out the front door…forget about getting her to go to the bathroom! If you forced her to go out she just dragged you back to the front door.
We have no clue why she is this terrified. We’ve had her since she was a pup and nothing has happened in our time with her that would generate this type of reaction to the loud pops. She was even terrified inside the house. She sat on the back of the couch in our family room and worriedly looked out the sliding glass doors just waiting for those loud noises to come inside and get her.
No matter what we tried, we just couldn’t get her attention long enough to distract her from the noise outside. Not until I went to get a drink of water and pushed the ice lever on our refrigerator that is. She was off the couch and at my feet lickety split when she heard the ice hit the cup. She loves eating ice cubes and will come running from the farthest reaches of the house when she hears the ice dispenser kick on.
A little ice cube did what two humans couldn’t do…gave her enough comfort that she forgot about her fears.
He came in a whisper.
Isn’t that a lot like what God does with us when we are running around like chickens with our heads cut off? He tries to comfort us and let us know He’s there, but we don’t always listen. We get so focused and so wrapped up in a situation that we put blinders on and totally ignore everything that is around us…including our Father.
When we get to the end of our rope and feel like all hope is lost, we finally hear the small whisper of His voice…like the sound of an ice cube hitting the bottom of a glass.
One small, loving thing from Him to let us know everything will be alright if we just trust Him.
So, what did we do with Lucy? Well, gave her a bowl full of ice cubes of course!
What thing have you been holding onto that you need to let God handle? How has He let you know it will be okay? Is there anything else on your heart today? Join in the conversation so we can all share in the blessings!