That's it Thursday

I know this picture makes my head look huge and my body look small...aside from that...notice the large quantity of potting soil. Yeah, ever felt like you were on God's candid camera?

Our small, adorable Scruffy dog...yeah, she has a death wish. A few weeks ago she ate rat poison that squirrel brought into the yard to share...and then other day I let her in the house...and she smelled like a 4H barn. It was awful! I momentarily thought murderous thoughts.  HAHA...just kidding.  I carried her up to the bathtub and scrubbed and scrubbed. Couldn't get the smell out. Sent random texts about how to get a smell of unknown origins out of dog...considered using Lestoil. (Don't worry, I didn't.  Turns out white vinegar works well!)

I went outside and walked the yard, looking for the ICK associated with the smell. I found a patch of flattened grass and lots of rabbit poo. (Did I mention we suddenly have rabbits. We have never had them in IN before. They are everywhere...and Oh, yes...Scruffy likes to eat rabbit poo!) So....I google "rabbit poo in yard" and read all sorts of hilarious posts from annoyed people with my same problem. It seems that rabbits are "hygenic animals" and all pick one spot in your yard to use as a communal toilette! Lovely!

But, I read, they don't like the smell of bone meal. "Hey!" I think, "I have some in the garage that I use for fertilizer!!" So...I scurry into the garage...and reach up to get the bone meal...and...a half a bag of potting soil showers down my body. It filled my shirt, my pockets, and my right ear. All the way to the tippy top! Ugh. I sort of just froze there...and that's when the thought about God's candid camera came into my mind!

I sprinkled bone meal around liberally...very liberally.  I then pondered the fact that God was watching me handle this absurd situation as I showered. He cares if I become a raging lunatic. I was thinking of that whole concept of what "pours out of you" when bad things happen. Traffic, dogs, rude people, etc. seem to generally bring out the worst in me...and I was grateful that God was helping me see the humor and chuckle about it. But God wasn't done yet...

Sometime later my Pastor brought his sons to mow my lawn. (They do that when Loverbrains is abroad.) It started to pour...and there was wet grass everywhere. I had to let the dog out and she promptly dyed herself green, brought clumps of grass in the house "WAIT WAIT...what is that all over your little fuzzy face!? BONE MEAL!!!"

GOOGLE...Oh, yeah...Dogs LOVE bone meal. Fabulous! Good grief...I quit. That's IT!

So, I swept up the grass...and went to put the bone meal away...and WHOOSH! Yeah, the other half of the potting soil poured down over me...for the second dirt bath of the day! And...I had to laugh...cuz "Stupid shelf...wait, who put this stuff away like this?! Oh yeah, me!!" I guess I'm safe now...there's no more potting soil left in the bag! 

So, as I took my THIRD shower of the day...I was grateful that God blessed me with a ridiculously fun story to tell...that He helped me see the humor in it...and that He brought Scripture to mind. Romans 8:28, "And we know that God causes all things to work together for good to those who love God, to those who are called according to His purpose" And although it's a rather stupid thing perhaps...I'm glad to see that He's changing my quick reactions...cuz those internal changes are sometimes the hardest to change.  Things that just POP out are hard to pre-screen.  I can tell that He's working in me...and that's thrilling indeed.

And I thought of a good song to sing in the shower...be it dirt or water.  "He's changing me...my blessed Savior. I'm not the same person that I used to be. Well, it's been slow goin' but there's a knowin' that someday perfect I will be. Little by little and day by day. Little by little in every way. Jesus is changing me. Since I made a turn about face, I've been growing in His grace. Jesus is changing me!"

THAT'S IT!...Grow in Christ...shower yourself with dirt if necessary!!