What I Learned from my Dog – Proverbs 26

It had been my dream, and my husband’s, to some day give our boys a puppy, and when Molly Brown Dog came to our family she was welcomed with gusto. At first I was amazed, even delighted, with the shenanigans she got into.

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Forget that she’d consume what had fallen out of the baby’s diaper, and then try to lick my face. Or chewing up things we’d spent good money on – like the new garden hose. Or the horrible worming project she put us through. She was just a baby, after all.

“As a dog returns to its vomit, so fools repeat their folly” (Proverbs 26:11 NIV).

A few years later we took Molly on a fishing trip, and she obediently stayed in the back of our station wagon. But for some reason, Molly didn’t process information like I thought she would after all our time spent enjoying and training her. She ran off, found a pile of rotting fish on the riverbank, and proceeded to roll in the nastiness.

At first, she came toward me when I called her.

Then she stopped.

She looked longingly at me, then longingly back at the mess, and rejected me in favor of the stink. I was livid! I thought of slimy, smelly fish guts getting spread around the interior of my car, and I decreed to all heaven and nature OUT LOUD, “You. are. not. my. dog.”

And I walked away.

Jerry and I later forgave her, of course, and he cleaned her up. I was still seriously upset. That’s when I decided to thank God I was not a dog.

Proverbs 26 compares many things to a person who is foolish, but the image of my dog “returning to her vomit” stays with me.

“Do you see a person wise in their own eyes? There is more hope for a fool than for them” (verse 12).

PRAYER: Thank you, Lord, that you’ve given me the ability to reject foolishness and learn wisdom. I appreciate the animals you’ve made, wild and domestic. But I’m so happy you’ve made me one of your dear children, and you take the time to teach me. I love you with all that I am. Amen.

by Kathy Sheldon Davis

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