Less Judging, More Wagging

I love this. It was sent to me by a good friend A good friend of mine from Virginia, wrote the other day to share something she learned from her little dog..

Yesterday God used my faithful furry friend to remind me of something very important. Fiona and I were in the car running an errand. She loves car rides! We were at a stop light, she was on my lap, and I saw a young fellow walking by on the side of the road. Looking at him, I said to myself this is one guy I wouldn’t want to meet in a dark alley. A little rough around the edges, he was.

Just then I noticed that Fiona’s tail was wagging like crazy and she was looking at the same person I was. How opposite our reactions were to the same man! Here I was passing judgment and there was Fiona, thinking, “Wow, a person! I love people! I’d love to say hello to that person!”

It reminded me of The Shack, the part where “God” was “especially fond” of Willie. There is no one he is not especially fond of. I think I need to do much less judging and much more tail wagging.”

Isn’t that a great story? Now, I know tht God can often give us discernment that someone is unsafe, and I don’t think my correspondant here is advocating senseless tail wagging into dangerous situations. But I think she’s right that we’re more prone to reject people God might want us to love on the basis of some ridiculous external and irrelevant facet of their appearance rather than seeing people as God does.

4 thoughts on “Less Judging, More Wagging”

  1. I ask the Holy Spirit what to do when I’m around someone that I have questions about. More and more I’m seeing the Lord’s heart for them and finding myself engage people that I would not have in years past. That happens the more we have been fortunate enough to experience God’s love ourselves.

    Great post.

  2. I ask the Holy Spirit what to do when I’m around someone that I have questions about. More and more I’m seeing the Lord’s heart for them and finding myself engage people that I would not have in years past. That happens the more we have been fortunate enough to experience God’s love ourselves.

    Great post.

  3. I had something similar happen to me a few weeks back. I was in a huge mall and saw a man covered in tattoos pushing two young boys in a stroller. My first reaction was “poor children, what kind of life can they expect to have” As I walked by the man the Holy Spirit whispered to me that he was a brother in Christ. I saw him a half hour later at a local Christian bookstore sharing some music with his boys. I approached him and told him what had happened.

  4. I had something similar happen to me a few weeks back. I was in a huge mall and saw a man covered in tattoos pushing two young boys in a stroller. My first reaction was “poor children, what kind of life can they expect to have” As I walked by the man the Holy Spirit whispered to me that he was a brother in Christ. I saw him a half hour later at a local Christian bookstore sharing some music with his boys. I approached him and told him what had happened.

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