Scraps for My Dog And Her Great Faith
I was feeding my dog scraps from the table and my mind jumped straight to the story in the Bible when Jesus encounters a lady in the streets.
“Then Jesus left Galilee and went north to the region of Tyre and Sidon. A Gentile woman who lived there came to him, pleading,
“Have mercy on me, O Lord, Son of David! For my daughter is possessed by a demon that torments her severely.”
But Jesus gave her no reply, not even a word. Then his disciples urged him to send her away. “Tell her to go away,” they said. “She is bothering us with all her begging.”
Then Jesus said to the woman, “I was sent only to help God’s lost sheep—the people of Israel.”
But she came and worshiped him, pleading again, “Lord, help me!” Jesus responded, “It isn’t right to take food from the children and throw it to the dogs.”
She replied, “That’s true, Lord, but even dogs are allowed to eat the scraps that fall beneath their masters’ table.”
“Dear woman,” Jesus said to her, “your faith is great. Your request is granted.” And her daughter was instantly healed.”
-Matthew 15:21-28 NLT
She waits patiently for us to finish, hoping for something to fall. Usually it’s my 2 year old who ends up pleasing her first. As we finish up our meal, she gives us her pitiful puppy eyes without making a sound. I tell her to get but then my heart is overwhelmed and I give in.
If only I had the faith to patiently wait on the Lord as did the woman in the passage above. Or just the patience of my dog would probably suffice. But I get too caught up in having to do things myself, my way, instead of patiently waiting on the Lord and enjoying what’s in front of me. I’m grateful for the little reminder God gives me with this passage and my Lola.
Has God blessed you with little reminders of trusting in Him? Feel free to share in the reply section below.
Y’all have a blessed one!