W.A.I.T.
Why Am I Talking?
What a great acronym. I think God gave us dogs to live with us to remind us that we don't always have to communicate with words.
I swear, I think my dog reads my mind. I think in my mind, "maybe I should take Diamond for a walk…" and I look over and she is getting out of her bed and heading for the door.
Wow--Can I act with that kind of obedience to MY Master when He thinks of me?
Most of the time I am talking myself out of the Holy Spirit moving my mind and heart…
thinking up excuses why I can't do it because of this or that.
I would like to be more doglike, not talking so much, but just seeing, hearing and noticing what God has place before me to interact with. Listening if there is a need--Helping when the cry comes out for that--Acting when I am called to go in, even if it's hard.
God, help me to wait…help me to be more sensitive to hearing you…help me to be more obedient to your calling. Amen
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