My yarn crocheting took a trip to the dog park with me and Lina this afternoon. As I sat on the bench working, a little black dog came over and drooled on my yarn bag, and a big fluffy white dog put his head in my lap to sniff my hook. While the other dogs romped and ran around, Lina stuck close by, nearly jumping into Momma's lap when another dog first approached. Gradually her circles of exploration widened, but even after some coaxing she was not willing to go far or engage with the other dogs in their joyous play.
I'm so guilty of this. A cautious, practical nature makes for a limited comfort zone, one I'm not willing to step out of very often. How many times have I missed out on joy, or even disobeyed God by not stepping out in faith? God's been working on this aspect of my life over the last few years, but square #53 was still a prayer for faith, boldness, and confidence to cross that line.
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