May 27, 2007
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Thunder…
It’s maddening! At least to my dog it is. He has a mortal fear of thunder. Several time in the past week, I have waken up to him breathing into my face, trying to get in bed with us. That is absolutely forbidden!! OK, at least touch me and tell me I will survive, he seems to say. So I force him to lie down and place a hand on his head so we both can sleep.
This afternoon it is again thundering. I could tell even before I heard it myself. Suddenly every time I tried to go anywhere, I was stepping on our big dog. A few minutes ago, he tried to climb into the tub. Now this is a serious storm. He only does that when the thunder is really bad. Many years ago when he was a small puppy, his former owners used to put him in the tub, wrapped in blankets when it was storming. It was his place of safety. Only once in a great while does he try to go there again. Poor guy!! He must think the whole world is yelling at him!
So I am wondering. When we hear frightening noises or words, what is our bathtub? Where do we go when it is too much, and we just want to be wrapped in a blanket and assured that we are safe? And how many of our “enemies” are just noise and no real danger at all?
Comments (4)
Good question, I am praying that more and more God is my bathtub.
Heather
A beautiful analogy. Thanks for crystallizing some of the questions I’ve been asking myself.
RYC: You’re a dear to even consider playing this little tag game with everything going on in your life. Believe me, this is the 1st invitation I’ve said OK out of about 15.
) Schlitterbahn…sounds German and sounds like a ton of fun…for the kids anyway. 
) We’re headed to a kinderfest today…a kiddie carnival. Have a good one!
My dogs do crazy stuff too. I have a closed area in the back room that allows in little sound and no light. They all huddle together in there shivering until the storm passes.
My “bathtub” is my prayer closet. Prayer and time with God is where I always go because evrything else is more than insufficient!
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