*First published 10/10/2008
But when the Holy Spirit controls our lives, he will produce this kind of fruit in us: love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, and self-control. Here there is no conflict with the law. Galatians 5:22-23/New Living Translation
I choose faithfulness.
Today I will keep my promises. My debtors will not regret their trust.
My associates will not question my word. My wife will not question my love. And my children will never fear that their father will not come home.
I took the photo for our Bible Bits just this morning and felt it fit right in with today's theme of faithfulness.
Our dog, Abbie Rae, met a squirrel immediately outside of the back door first thing this morning. There is another photo which shows better how much bigger Abbie is than the little squirrel, but this one shows their noses closer together.
Sometimes I feel like this photo where problems are SO huge and I am SO small! However, God is SO much bigger than any of my problems and He can handle them all. If I just trust in Him at all times, the fruit of Spirit will be evident in that faithfulness. Others will see that I trust in the Lord. Hopefully, it will be contagious!
I also like how Mr. Lucado's writing indicates that we will shine with faithfulness in the eyes of others as the evidence of the Spirit. Others will trust me. Others will see a good character in me.
So, the analogy of the above photo could be turned around in that the squirrel would have faith in the dog not to harm him. However, with as many times as those squirrels are chased up trees by Abbie Rae, I doubt that this squirrel was worry free, but it makes a good analogy nonetheless.
I wanted to share a few more of the photos that I took, just because they are awesome shots! I believe the little guy put his tail over his body as a way to hide it. It must be some natural instinct, just as we would cover our faces with our hands from harm.
The little guy would even tuck his head as far under as he could to curl up into a little ball. He was making little whining noises.
The little guy was injured. I am not sure how badly as he was breathing fine, but he did not walk well. I am imagining he injured a leg. I'm not sure it was broke, but enough to keep him from running away.
I could not just leave him to die right outside my backdoor and neither could I move him to the backyard to let nature take its course.
So, we scooped him into a shoe box. Goodness, did he get lively then! Hubby did poke holes for air in the top of the box.
Since he was lively enough to break out of the box, we needed something heavy to put on top of the box. Hubby was just imagining the thing getting out of the box as he drove. A scared squirrel hopping about the truck was not something in his imagination that he wanted to come true.
So, I found this bag that recently came from my Grandpa's house which was really heavy with old reels of movies.
Hubby said, "Oh, great, now we are putting a cat on top of him!"
Poor guy was not happy as he peeked out the holes in the side at me. The Humane Society would not take him, but they recommended a local vet who agreed to take the little guy in.
I guess we'll never know what happened to him, but at least we tried.
I'm not sure why we didn't just put him/her back out in the yard with as annoying as these squirrels have gotten over the years, ripping apart all of my expensive cushions to make their nests nice and soft. The things we don't do. Some people would probably have had squirrel for dinner.