Shannon and I have a Dorky (half Dachshund, half Yorkie) named Morgan. She is one weird dog.
Every night when I sit in my chair in the living room, Morgan hops up, puts her paws on my chest, and stares into my eyes. Then she curls up in a ball on my lap and falls asleep. It has become our little ritual.
It is a time of peace and serenity, but strangest thing happens when Shannon walks by. Morgan will begin to growl and bare her little fangs.
We cannot understand why she does this. Shannon’s never abused her. In fact, Shannon’s the one who spoils Morgan rotten and whenever I am not home, Morgan climbs into Shannon’s lap and acts like a little angel.
A few nights ago, when we were talking about Morgan’s bizarre behavior, I explained to Shannon the reason Morgan never growls at me is because she knows I have a pure soul. I hate it when Shannon laughs that hard for that long.
One of the first questions I am going to ask God when I get to heaven is why Morgan acts the way she does. But I am pretty sure, when I get to heaven, it won’t matter anymore.
Much of what we fret, moan, worry, and wonder about, in the scheme of eternity, really doesn’t matter.
If my socks don’t match, I don’t get a promotion, my truck isn’t spotlessly clean, I burn the toast, if I never figure out why God made kale, or my daily devotionals never get a Pulitzer Prize, it is of no real consequence. The world will keep turning.
The goal for a follower of Jesus Christ is to keep the main thing, the main thing.
When asked what mattered most, Jesus said, “You must love the Lord your God with all your heart, with all your being, and with all your mind. This is the first and greatest commandment. And the second is like it: You must love your neighbor as you love yourself. All the Law and the Prophets depend on these two commands.” (Matthew 22:37-40)
Choose to love both the lovable and the unlovable. Choose to focus on and do what matters most.
Prayer: Dear Gracious Heavenly God, help me remember what really matters. Help me to love when it is easy and when it is hard. In Jesus’ name I pray. Amen.
In the end, what really matters is love.
Also, now that I’ve had a few minutes to think it through, it does matter that I haven’t been awarded a Pulitzer Prize. It is clear they’ve never read my book.
Shame on them.
I pray your day is filled with joy and laughter.