Me and the dogs and God

I spent quite a magical 10 minutes outside on the back deck last night, just me and the dogs and God.  It was still 61 degrees at 11pm on February 28th.  I’m not sure if that will ever happen again in Nashville in my lifetime.  The wind was blowing gently through the trees – I felt its coolness on my short-sleeved arms –  and the cable on my neighbor’s flag pole was clanging steadily.  As my dogs, Bella and Dexter, set off to do their business, the perfection of the moment became evident to me – so much so that I chuckled out loud.  I’m not sure I have ever been so certain of God’s physical presence.  This is what life is all about.  I closed my eyes and took several deep breaths, trying to breathe in the peaceful moment.

Bella (left) and Dexter (right).

Bella (left) and Dexter (right).

I sat down on the steps and was overcome with an emotional concoction of gratefulness, humility, shame, and peace – moved as I seldom am to physically bow my head and literally raise my hands to Him.  “I am yours, Lord.  I am yours.”  I continued to pray – it was more like a simple conversation – until I soon felt the presence of Dexter, who had sidled up beside me and was leaning into me.  Moments later, Bella came up onto the deck, circled around and sat down on my other side, gently nudging me with her nose.  I smiled and said to her, “Hi, Baby.  Did you hear me talking to God?  Do you know God?  I’ll bet you do.  I’ll bet you know Him in ways I never could.”  After one last inventory of the scene, we were up and heading back into the house.

I have sung with a choir in Notre Dame Cathedral in Paris.  I have driven a car more than 100 miles per hour.  I have seen U2 in concert six times.  I have been to the top of the Empire State Building.  I have met Garth Brooks and Willie Nelson.  I have become a published author.  I have received a standing ovation from a crowd of 10,000 people.  I have danced with my laughing daughters, and been taught grown-up lessons by my son.  I have done and seen many things in my nearly 40 years, but I have learned that it really is the simple things in life that matter the most.  Don’t rush through the days and weeks and miss out on them.  Watch for them.

This was 10 minutes.  10 minutes I will never forget.

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~ by suitenectar on February 29, 2012.

3 Responses to “Me and the dogs and God”

  1. Those are the small miracles God gives us to remind us. I put them in my secret box of treasures in my mind and take them out every once in a while. Awesome feeling isn’t it. I thing God is more in the so called mundane simple things, sometimes I miss it looking for the burning bush!

  2. Thanks for sharing this. You are correct…..it is the simple things in life that. Bring us closer to God. He speaks to us when we stop and listen. Have a wonderful day.

  3. Those who think God isn’t speaking just don’t stop long enough to listen. Thanks for the reminder.

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