With Dog?

Yes. We are with dog. Many know that our ten year old Labrador, Grace died about five weeks ago. As a family (with some nudging on me) we decided to get another yellow lab. We like dogs in general, in fact you could say we "love" dogs, but we in a sovereign distinguishing way love yellow Labradors.

My wife did all the leg work (read that internet surf) and we identified a man just outside of White, Georgia who had some dogs. He was a wonderful fellow with chickens in a coop, horses in a stall, dogs in a run and a fish on the back of his car. He showed us the mother dog, who was happy to see us, the father dog, who was not for sale and then the puppies. Three were left, a boy and two girls.

We picked the girl, paid the man and off we went. Just like that. Millie (that is the name we gave her) did not know what had hit her. She was in a car headed to Atlanta to be cared for, to be trained, to be loved and to be diciplined. She had been adopted. She did not get a vote. There was nothing good in her that caused us to pick her. It was our sovereign choice.

Over the last few days as we have heard her whining at night, I have thought about my adoption. God came and in a sovereign distinguishing way and chose me, adopted me. I did not know what had hit me. Before I knew what was what, I was off to eternity. Adopted. I know He did not see anything good in me and I am sure God hears me whining alot. But, I know that I am being loved, cared for, disciplined and trained. I am adopted.

Over the years, Millie will come to know and love us better. We will pour much into her, some of it she may appreciate. I do think she will quit whining at night. I hope I do too. Worship Well.