Joy

I was trying to read this really good book when the wiener dogs decided it was time to play. Bandit, the younger, flipped the book up from my lap and started licking my face. Daisy, the alpha, began to whine to be pet. I was disgruntled, that book was really good.

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Then Bandit crawled under the blanket I had wrapped around me to “surprise” Daisy and Daisy got up on her hind legs to crash down on him. They began this dance of up on hind legs and down on the bed. Roll over and jump up as fast as you can. I put the book aside.

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Bandit lovingingly placed his paw on Daisy nose and began licking her face. They continued romping for some time and I realized that this was the moment! This was the one I should be a part of. Such joy those dogs bring me! They are always on my list of gratitudes, but I don’t always mindfully spend time in the moment with them.

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“So you’ll go out in joy, you’ll be led into a whole and complete life.” Isaiah 55:12

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What else goes on that I miss? Why does life have to be a bunch a goals, and “to do” lists to keep me occupied all day?

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The verse goes on to say:
“The mountains and hills will lead the parade, bursting with song. All the trees of the forest will join the procession, exuberant with applause.”

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Being mindful about all that goes on around us as we plug through the day helps us to see the glory of God. The mountains are bursting with song! And we don’t even know it!

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Daisy is in her spot on the bed and Bandit lays on the floor in a sprig of sunlight that comes through the window. The sun is winter bright in my backyard. There are squirrels playing too, on the fence posts and hopping into the trees.

I still haven’t picked up my book again. There is too much to see! I feel like clapping my hands in applause.

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