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Calling Me Home

Yesterday I posted the story of our dog Reggie. He was a great dog my family owned when I was a child. Two specific things came to mind as I was recalling the story. I started thinking about my father’s love for this dog. The lengths he went to save him. Not just once, but twice. My dad was determined to bring him home where he belonged.

The other thing that came to mind was Reggie’s fear. He spent over a year of his life in “fear mode”. After over a year of running, he became too afraid to trust. So, even when the solution (my dad) approached him and called out to him, his initial response was to run and hide. It wasn’t until Reggie found himself in a position where he could not run any where that he finally became willing to really listen to the voice calling to him.

This, of course, got me thinking. I started thinking about the times in my life where I’ve run from my Heavenly Father. In hindsight, I can see so many of the times in my life when God called my name and I ran away in fear. Eventually the choices I was making in life brought me to the point where I was forced to stop and listen, to really listen.

What I found when I finally reached this point was actually something I had been searching for all along. I found the peace and contentment that only comes when we are where we were always meant to be…safely at home with the Father.