Saturday morning I received another lesson about grace, an example of gracious trust in your master, another life lesson from my sweet 13 year old lab-mix Hobo. As you may have guessed from his name we found each other quite by chance, he an almost grown puppy surviving the streets by his wits and charm, me just a girl looking for love. A match made in heaven without a doubt.
Back to Saturday morning, Hobo in desperate need of a pedicure, we head off to Petsmart. The groomer determined a nail grind would be the best remedy. A new experience for Hobo, not as spry and sure footed as a younger version of himself, I was awed by his God given instincts and smarts that kept him calmly perched on the groomers table despite the fears his quivering betrayed. A gracious reminder to me that when my footing ( or circumstances) are uncertain and I feel like taking a leap off into panic I just need to stay calm and trust God’s faithful hand in my life, He’s just polishing me up and getting me ready for brighter days ahead J
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