Triumphant Victorious Reminders
Inspired by the Holy Spirit
By: Teresa Criswell
"He who dwells in the secret place of the Most High shall remain stable and fixed under the shadow of the Almighty. I will say of the Lord, "He is my Refuge and my Fortress, my God; on Him I lean and rely, and in Him I trust..."
~ Psalm 91 ~
Tired as I had just come home from working out, yet anticipating to see my parents, I heard the knock at the door. As I unlocked and opened the door there stood my awesome dad. As I invited him inside my dog who is a smooth fox terrier darted out the door. The dog paused for a moment as he heard my husband and I yelling for him, screaming out, "Jaaaacccck! Jaaaacccck!"
I was tired yet as I chased Jack suddenly a burst of energy went right through me. Running after him I realized that he would stop and mark his territory on almost ever tree along his way. He would then turn around, see me advancing towards him and then would turn around and run even further.
Just thinking about my dog's actions truly irritates me. That little guy knows better than to run off; he would intentionally stop, turn his head and see me running and panting after him and then as soon as I would come close, he darted off again. Jack went around the block onto another street, of course at this point I was afraid he would get run over by a car as fast as he was going, as he had no intentions of 'looking both ways' when crossing the street.
Panting as I felt my lungs were going to burst out of my chest, people were staring at me and not helping me as they knew and witnessed that I was trying to catch my dog. It was as though they were witnessing something quite normal; a person frantically chasing their dog through the neighborhood because she has nothing better to do.
Thank God that dogs have a 'bm' because that is exactly what he did. I never thought there would be the day where I was thankful that my dog had a 'bm'. However, this time I was. At this point, I lunged at him as people were seeing me literally fly through the air towards him with my arms extended out and I knew it was now or never, as it felt like slow motion, my hands grasped Jack by the back of the neck interrupting his 'bm' and finally whisking him off the ground. As I walked back out of breath and telling Jack what a naughty thing he had done, my husband appeared around the corner as he drove around looking for Jack and I.
This real life scenario leads me to a thought. I know I use to think differently towards God's protection. I truly thought and believed that He took His hand off of us when we sinned. I realize through the past few years that it is us who remove ourselves from His protection.
Just like with our dog Jack. He was safe within our home, which is where he abides. However, when he ran from his home, and if something were to happen to him on his great adventure, it was because he ran from the place where He was safe and into a place where there is no telling what could or would have happened.
I need to ask myself, "Am I running from God or are am I running after and to Him?" That is truly the question that I must ask moment by moment.
I want to run after Him. I want to abide in His shelter under His protection in whom I can only trust.