puppies

I want a puppy so bad, it's honestly an issue.  Every time I see a dog, I get so excited. I want a Husky. His name will be Ray.  I have to wait until I have a yard, because I'm pretty sure Ray wouldn't enjoy living in a college apartment, and my roommates wouldn't enjoy Ray taking up the couch.

I was sitting at an intramural softball game last night, and my friend Lauren brought her puppy, Lexi.  Lexi loves people, and loves to explore.  Jordan made a comment that what would the world be like if people loved each other like dogs love people? I got to thinking.  Dogs get so excited to see a person.  They genuinely enjoy their companionship.  Even if they don't know them, or are uncomfortable with them, they're willing to explore.  What would the world be like if we, as God's people, loved each other as dogs loved people? What if we were that excited about companionship? What if even when we were uncomfortable or weren't sure about someone, we still were willing to explore who they were? What if there was something so inviting about us that when people saw us, they wanted to be around us?  I see puppies and think, "Wow, they've got the life. Eat, sleep, and play." But now I don't wish to live the life of a puppy, I pray that the Lord gives me an inviting and contagious attitude.