Desperate For More...

Desperate For More...11-28-25

We are dog sitting a sweet older lady who is always hungry. She seeks crumbs everywhere inside and outside. The last two days has been quite difficult for her. On Wednesday evening, I began cooking about 1:30. She followed every footstep I made. Every crumb that hit the floor, she quickly scarfed and looked up for the next elusive drop. The anticipation building as I moved from place to place peeling, cutting, mixing, and baking. The face upturned for each morsel.

Late yesterday, my husband and I went for the evening feeding of a bottle baby that was not getting enough from his young mother. I did my routine dog proof to ensure all trash cans and doors were closed. I thought I was good and we took off. Notice, I said I thought. When we came in the kitchen/dining room, I immediately saw the tin foil was not on the pan of rolls. There had been a half a pan carefully covered and sat away from the edge. I had made a rookie mistake. I left the chair out.

Now, let me preface this next part by saying, the sweet girl is a long-haired Daschund who acts like she can't even get on the couch without assistance. She had gotten up on the chair, onto the table, and had eaten all but what is in the image above. These were not store bought. My son and I had made them by scratch. No, they were rushed and not top notch, but I had anticipated a left over piece of ham in a roll all the way home from evening feed. The dog, hid in the kitchen. She knew she had done wrong.

The way she hid, reminded me of Adam and Eve in Genesis 3. Knowing their sin, knowing their shame, they hid from God. It wasn't as if God didn't know what they had done. It wasn't as if I would not see the evidence of the dog's misbehavior.

How many times have I sinned and hid from God in my shame? I know He can see me. I am very aware that He sees everything. I am ashamed of my fleshly desires overtaking my will. My failures are what I hide from. I need to remember that I am human, but learn more from my lessons. Colossians 3:23, "Whatever you do, work heartily, as for the Lord and not for men."

By the way, my husband has had quite the time loving and taking up for the dog. I act mad and he runs with it, but it was the laughter that the Lord provides for the soul. She is still a sweet girl.