lucky dogs

I was sitting in traffic on day after a surf session when a puppy came wandering between the cars. It was  two lane street full of commuters going home. My brain didn't have time to process until he was past me that it was indeed a dog.

A moment after that a kid came walking down the side of the road, holding a leash. His face was read and puffy, with tears streaming down his face.

It took awhile again to put it all together and by the time it hit me that he had lost his dog were were moving and there was no way I could go back. I have never forgotten that kid and his face.

The dog was in deep trouble. He had chosen what he thought was freedom, but it led to almost certain death.

And we are that same dog we are reminded today. We are being asked  know that life is in God and what we think is freedom is actually death.

Thanks be do God that He jumped into traffic for us.