His master's voice


Some of you old timers will remember the RCA dog. He listened to a gramophone with a caption of "His master's voice." I know; a bit esoteric.

Anyway, my dog, Millie knows when Dorothy is coming home. She sits at the back door when she hears the car coming. Sometimes, Dorothy pulls in the garage and turns off the car, but stays in it because she is talking on the phone and wants to complete the conversation before she comes in side. It could be 2 or 3 minutes. 

The dog waits, anxiously. All she knows is that her master is on the other side of the door. She waits, she wags, she shudders, she "anticipatorily" whines. She does not know what her master will do when she opens the door, but she is ready to greet her. If I am in the house with Millie, I can call her all I want, offer her cheese and ask her to go and lay down. No way. She wants to see her master. She will not be distracted. She waits by the door.

Our master is coming. He is just beyond the door of this world. He has a few more calls to make and then he will open the door and enter. Would that we wait, and have joy and shudder and know that He is coming. Would that we would draw our attention to that moment and away from the distractions of the world. Would that we stand close to the door. 

Just something to think on. Worship Well