Monthly Archives: January 2018

Puppy love

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About 3 months ago I gained a new best friend. ‘Man’s best friend’. A puppy.

His name is Clifford and he is wonderful and weird and so so cute! I did not know I would adore him as much as I do. He distracts me endlessly with snuggles and zoomies and his general cuteness.

In a very short time I have realised that I could not live without him now. I like having him around. I like that he gets excited to see me even if I only went to get the mail. I like that he has to have a paw on me whenever we are sitting together. I like that he looks at me to check he is doing the right thing sometimes. I like that he sits on my foot and stares at me whenever I’m cooking chicken in the kitchen. I like that if you scratch his neck he licks you. I like that he loves playing with bugs. I like so much about him!

I notice little things about him too. That he has a little kink in the end of his tail. That one ear flips back more than the other. That he does a weird walk around the yard when he needs to poop. That he has 2 little cowlicks in the fur on his butt. That he does a funny little run to hide under the table when he knows it’s bed time. That he won’t drink water out of something another dog has drunk out of.

This (healthy) new obsession of mine occupies much of my time, and it got me to thinking about just how much God loves me. He is more than obsessed with me. He notices me and he knows everything about me because he made me!

He knows that when I can’t be bothered to wash my hair I wear bandana. He knows that I like my couch cushions arranged in a certain way. He knows that I don’t like wholemeal bread. He knows that when I am tired I am more likely to kick my toes. He knows that I am a sucker for caramel popcorn.

He sees each little insignificant thing! He loves each hair on my head – just think about the enormity but also the intimacy of that! He loves who I am and He loves who you are!

He sees me when I am at my lowest and at my highest and every moment in between. He loves me WAY more than I could ever love Clifford (which is A LOT!). It is said about dogs that they love you unconditionally and I now know this to be true. But for God it is so much more than puppy love, it is so much deeper and even more unconditional than that of man’s best friend.

There is nothing we have to do to deserve this love and nothing that we have done or ever could do to stop it. When we feel partial or fractured, God’s love completes us, heals us, embraces us. His love is perfect even though we are not.

And like a dog with a bone, He will never give up!

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