This morning my family slept in much later than usual.
I was up first.
I wanted to keep the house as quiet as possible so as not to disturb those still snoozing.
So, today I tried something new.
This morning, I fed and walked all our pets without saying one single word. Zip, zilch, nada.
Not one peep was uttered, and yet, I was able to maintain a still, controlled, obedient environment.
Mind you, we have MANY pets.
Many saved strays.
Many once abused and lost creatures, now rehabilitated into the Anderson family.
This morning I fed every single creature without yelling, or rather, barking out orders.
Instead, I simply pointed and waited in confident silence.
Chuck and I have trained our dogs to remain outside of our open concept kitchen whenever we fill their food dishes. This insures that we do not trip over excited, dancing, furry bodies... a good thing, I assure you. To our dogs, it means that there is a definite line of demarkation - "in the kitchen" verses "out of the kitchen." Sure, they test us on this rule when they are overly enthusiastic about food. And, inevitably, a paw may step over the line. A nose may sniff a little too close. Whenever that happens, we usually stop what we are doing and command, "Out of the kitchen!" which always resets their minds to correct the intrusion. Only until we call them by name may they enter in and feast.
Today, however, I didn't say a word. I chose to lead in quiet... only pointing directions to the dogs as necessary. And this got me thinking about how I respond to my Master when He appears to be silent. How I choose to react when God doesn't always seem to answer my emotionally driven and seemingly earth-shattering cravings and demands. Thankfully, even in His stillness the Lord continues to patiently point me toward His Law - leading me to that place where I can reset my mind on His higher Ways rather than remain in my ravenous state of chaos. How grateful I am for His assured truth. It is unchanging. It is the same yesterday, today, tomorrow... forever! Sure, sometimes I may overstep. Sometimes I may take longer to calm down and obey. But I know I am His and He is mine. I believe that my Savior has adopted me into His family and trust with all my heart that He will call me by name to come, eat, and be satisfied at His table. He will nourish my soul. He will provide. He will refresh and restore.
Friends, we were created to need God's sustenance. We were made to obediently consume His Law so that we might know Him intimately and glorify His Name in loving others. Nothing else is more important than taking in His daily bread and surrounding ourselves in the boundaries of His perfect peace. So savor the truth of His Word, Believer. Even if the Master seems to be silent... focus your appetite onto His higher, wiser Way and know His truth! Reset your mind; feed your soul!
God is the same yesterday, today, tomorrow... forever! Hallelujah!
I have not departed from the commands of his lips; I have treasured the words of his mouth more than my daily bread. (Job 23:12)
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