Where was I? Oh yeah…
When is a Big ol’ scary dog not just a big ol’ scary dog?
When he’s a four-footed bible verse in action.
Remember those verses from Proverbs and Peter?
If I don’t have self-control, I’m a city with no walls and the enemy can saunter on my property…he’s just looking for an “in”.
(Are you seeing the connection?)
When I’m out of balance and lacking in self-control and self-discipline, it’s like the walls of my city have crumbled. And like the dog in my front yard, I’ve allowed the “roaring lion” easy access. (Did I mention that the land we live on has no fence?)
When this happens, my fears, frustrations and failures flock together and fuel dissension in the family. My impatience, irritability and irresponsiblitity rise to surface. It’s not a pretty picture.
I’ve allowed him to walk right over the crumbled wall. And just like the big ol’ scary dog, he saunters in like he owns the place. And in those moments, do I rise up and resist him like I’m told to do? Do I boldly rise up and stand firm??
No, I stand there in fear, just like I did with that dog. Afraid to move, lest I fail again.
I have to get my priorities straight. My relationship with God is first. My family, a close second. My writing, third. And then everything else. Then I have to be self-disciplined enough to carry through and do what needs to be done. My new favorite quote is one Kristi Holl shared on her blog: “The hard thing is often the easy thing that wasn’t done at the proper time.”. Self-control is NOT restrictive or a chain around my ankle. It’s a tool in my quest to run free! Free from fear. Free from the chaos I tend to create with my lack of self-discipline. Free to be all that I am supposed to be!
Now, lest you get the wrong idea, I don’t think the dog was my enemy. He was doing exactly what dogs do. Sniffing out and marking territory. And as scary as the experience was, I’m glad I had it. I’ve learned a lot about myself. Plus he gave me fodder for at least four blog posts. If you’re wondering, he’s not been back in our yard.
But — if he does wander into my yard anytime, soon, I have the dogcatcher on speed dial…and a nice BB Gun by the door.
And when the enemy comes a roaring? I’ll make sure my “walls are secure” and do what James 4:7 says: “So let God work his will in you. Yell a loud no to the Devil and watch him scamper.” (that’s just another way of stomping my foot and saying “GET!”, ain’t it?)
So, any big ol’ scary dogs in your life that are lessons in disguise? Share them with us!