Every once in awhile, her back goes out and her hind legs don’t work.
When this happens, I crush up an aspirin, put a few powdery bits on her tongue.
It helps with inflammation and she usually recovers fairly quickly.
Today, her back went out. After her aspirin and a nap, she was feeling a little better and wanted to go for her evening walk.
See, there’s a “treat” lady who walks the neighborhood circle every evening.
Lola LOVES her.
As we rounded the first curve, puppy decided to pause for a potty break. But things being as they are, squatting is what it used to be.
She toppled over, smearing her back leg in the mud and barely missing her own excrement.
As we came home, I said to my husband, “She fell in the mud trying to poop.”
He said, “Well, who hasn’t?”
I laughed. Yeah, right, who hasn’t.
I mean, who hasn’t made a mess of one thing or another while trying to live life?
Life is full of messes. Times when we fall in the mud. Times when life is just a bit… crappy.
I went through a crappy season a few weeks back.
But here’s what I learned.
God is always love. God is always good.
He never leaves or forsakes us.
I found myself running harder toward Him — He IS my “treat lady” — asking questions, surrendering everything, stirring my soul to worship Him. To increase my devotion.
He’s worth pursing through any and all pain.
I had to take an 8 hour trip to north Florida so I loaded up on teachings.
One in particular hit me right where I was living.
“We have the Holy Spirit in us. Why do we live like paupers when the same Spirit that raised Christ from the dead lives in us?”
I was fired up. Yes! Tap into the riches of He who dwells within.
Paul called it the mystery of the ages in Colossians 1:27. “Christ in you, the hope of glory.”
I needed abounding peace. My joy restored. I needed pretty much all of Galatians 5:22-23.
But I was out of sorts. I’d kind of fallen in the mud.
Holy Spirit, I said, thank you for Your peace. For Your love and joy.
Having been in and out of spiritual battles in my life, I felt a bit trained for this mud bath.
As I prayed, I began change. Be cleansed. Restored. Even physically healed.
This became my determination — not to live under the bar. You know?
Jesus made a way for us to have life and life abundant — John 10:10 — but above all the run hard after Him, to fellowship in the same love that He has for the Father that the Father has for Him.
Why do I ever walk outside of this reality?
He loves me! Like He loves the Father. The Father loves me like He loves the Son.
Like He loves YOU!
So chin up. Raise the bar. Refuse to live on less. Going for all of Him I can in this life.
In the dark times, the light times, the good and bad.
In the mud. In times of cleansing and refreshing.
God is faithful, even when I’m not.
And that’s a really good thing when we’ve made a mess and fallen in life’s mud.
Rachel Hauck is the best selling author of a bunch of books. Her latest, Princess Ever After, is an EPCA best seller.
She lives in coastal Florida with her hubby and said dog, Lola.
Visit her web site at www.rachelhauck.com
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