It was a dark moonless night on our street that has no street lights. (I’m glad. We can see stars.) Our black lab was outside making her final night rounds. Often she sits in the darkness staring off into the forest. I’m sure she hears night sounds that beckon her. Often I just allow her to stare as long as she wants. But this particular evening I went out to call her in. Since it was totally dark I turned on the flash light app on my phone and scanned the yard. She was nowhere to be seen. Was this the night she couldn’t resist the call of the wild? Walking about the yard calling and peering under the rhododendrons I began to be concerned. Where could she be? Turning this way and that I looked and called. Suddenly I felt a nudge on the back of my leg. She had been with me all the time following me from bush to tree. I’m sure she wondered what was wrong with me. When I turned, she turned. She’s a good dog. She is so totally black on a moonless night she is invisible.
There are times when our life seems so dark. Things do not go well. Dreams are dashed. We lose someone we love. Our finances aren’t thrilling. We pray and only hear silence. Where is God? Where are His promises? Finally after much searching we feel a nudge. He was there all the time. We just couldn’t see Him. His promise is true. “Lo, I am with you always even to the end of the world.” He’s a good God. After all He told us to call Him Father.
Written by Roger Bothwell on April 12, 2016
PO Box 124, St. Helena, Ca 94574