She wants to be near, this old chocolate lab of mine. She follows me around as I clean unfamiliar rooms and unpack boxes full of things we both recognize. She pads along, nails clicking the hardwoods, comforted by my presence.
She and her gray muzzle are getting used to a new home, a new yard, new weather. Me too. She temporarily stayed with friends while we figured out temporary housing. She’s adjusting to pacific time and west coast living. Me too.
In some ways her transition is simpler than mine. She needs food and water and relief and being near to me. For us humans, there are new jobs and a new church and new neighbors. For her, the comforts of presence is enough to calm her, keep her settled. Maybe there’s a lesson for me in that. While my external circumstances have changed, the I Am has not. He is the same on the west coast as He is on the east coast. He is present. He is near. If only I would follow Him around like my old chocolate lab does me. (STOP)
But as for me, how good it is to be near God!
I have made the Sovereign Lord my shelter,
and I will tell everyone about the wonderful things you do.