One of the most frequently asked questions I get is “Will my dog go to heaven?” My usual response focuses on the fact that there are horses in heaven so why not other animals, although I’m pretty sure cats will never make it. My last dog, Spencer, may have made it; he was a bit naughty but perhaps he was able to sneak in with those big eyes.
Spencer, a Yorkie, was a ball of energy. One of his naughty behaviors was that he would jump out of the bicycle basket. He loved going for car rides where he would insist on sitting on my lap but he couldn’t sit still on a bike. I thought of keeping him on a leash or restraint in the basket but had nightmares of him jumping out and strangling himself.
I do see pictures of dogs that love to sit still and go for rides on bicycles. They seem so happy, taking in fresh air, seeing sites and having full faith that they are safe and secure in their owners’ care.
We talked about dogs at our fellowship meeting last Sunday and it got me thinking. It seems Christians can be one of three types of dogs. The first type is the dog that just stays at home, maybe goes out for an occasional walk but never really goes on any adventures. When it’s time for a ride, he knows it’s to the vet so he’s not very happy. Dogs are happiest having adventures, playing with others, having fun and cuddling with their owners. May I suggest that it’s the same with all of us. When it’s time for you to go to church, do you feel like you’re going to the vet? Is your spiritual walk here on earth exciting and an adventure or are you just holding on waiting for your eternal reward?
The second type of Christian would be like my Spencer. They want to enjoy life and have adventures but don’t fully trust the Lord. They keep jumping out of the basket thinking that Christ will ask them to become a missionary in some foreign country. They are the ones that say “That’s OK Jesus, I can handle this life on my own”.
Hopefully, we all aim to become like the third type of dog. The one that completely trusts in his master. At 65 years old, I have finally come to the place where I can stay in the basket, enjoy life and believe that wherever the Lord takes me will be filled with awesomeness and wonders. So far it’s been quite a ride!
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I loved your article about dogs. We really should be like the third dog who rests in trust in his master; it reminded me of the Greek word (proskuneo) for “worship,” which means “like a dog licking his master’s hand.”