Bailey is terrified of loud noises. Thunder clapped around the car as the windshield wipers slapped against the windshield.
I tried to hold him, offer him comfort, but my little Westie continued to pull away from me. He shook from fear.
The rain turned into hail as my husband pulled to the side of the road. However, try as I might, Bailey continued to pull away from me.
We sat along side the road with the other travelers, waiting for the wind and hail to subside. I watched in horror as my puppy continued to shake from fear.
He could have relaxed in my arms. I would not let anything hurt him.
That storm reminded me of the many times I've been like Bailey. Afraid of the storm in my life. All I had to do was climb into His arms.
Isaiah 51:12 I, even I, am He who comforts you. Who are you that you should be afraid....
As the storm passed, Bailey quickly jumped back onto my lap. Content that all was again well. However, he could have been content all through the storm.
Just like me.
4 comments:
When my two little dogs were alive, one would try to hide under my armpit during a storm, while the other would crawl under the couch, which was about a 2" clearance. I remember wanting to comfort them, but not being able to. It's a terrible feeling. Imagine how Jesus feels when we're terribly upset and won't let Him comfort us? Sad.
Great post, Kat.
Great analogy! Fear is such a consuming emotion and rarely accomplishes anything. Your post reminds me of the favourite old hymn, "What a friend we have in Jesus." How much better it is when we can take our fear to Him in prayer and let Him help us deal with it.
Joy,
I know what you mean---when Bailey is so scared and won't let me help. Meko on the other hand is just the opposite. He seems upset if I wake him!
Hugs
Carol,
I'm such a slow learner----after the "storm" I realize how much easier it would have been......
Hugs
Katt
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