The Unexpected Teacher
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Spirit and I had driven the twenty minutes to a local park, passing acres of gorgeous desert. On the way back, we saw a large dog lying in the desert on a small hill on one side of the road. A couple houses were on the other side of the street and I have seen dogs wondering around the houses on both sides of the road before, so I assumed the dog lived at one of them.
His head was up and his eyes glued to the setting sun, surrendering himself to the day’s completion. I slowed the car, as no one was behind me and tried to talk to the dog to have it look at me. Yet, it did not even stir at the presence of the car or my voice. I looked to where the dog was looking and realized why it had not.
On the rest of the way home, all I could think about was that dog and how much more that dog seemed to understand about life than I probably do. That dog seemed so peaceful and intentional in the soft gaze of its luscious eyes reverberating the sun’s glow.
There was no need for small talk to a passerby (me), because in the dog’s silence, he showed me the greatest gift. Not only had he found it, but he embraced it, God’s glory, in the only way He knew how by giving it his time and attention.
