My dog and her blindness.

My dog is blind.

She has been for quite some time now, and
by now
she's taught herself how to get
around
the
house

quite well.

It was late last night and crawled up next to her

fat beagle body,

and with my one arm around her torso and my
other arm under my head,


I layed with her.







I did that for a while and when I realized that I had to go to bed already and
it was early,

I slowly lifted my arm off of her torso.



and when she awoke and noticed my absence,
I felt bad.


She stood up and jaunted over three feet, and sat down,

probably unsure of where she was,

after all, she is blind.


I said, "go to bed, Lucy. Go to bed now"

and she kind of just looked at me in a tired way and
followed the walls of my kitchen,
into the walls of my dining room,
all the way back to her bed.

and as i sat sitting in the kitchen,
looking at her from 10 feet away,

I just remember thinking,


"I wish she could see me"

I mean, if she could see me,
at that moment, I
would have blown her a goodnight kiss,
or given her a smile.

after all, she's my Lucy.

My fat, blind, beagle dog.


And i suddenly was overwhelmed with sadness;

because that's how God must feel.


No one has ever seen the face of God before.


I mean, even Moses was only allowed to look at the back side of God,
and in some translations that just means
that Moses was only allowed to see


where God had just been.

and if you get down to it,
reason why we can't see God now, is because He is too perfect and we are not.

You can blame it on Adam and Eve

or you can even say that


we shouldn't have to pay for what 2 naked people did millions of years ago.

but the fact is, we all have sinned.



WE did.
not our fathers or families or mothers.
but our souls have been tarnished by sin.


and well, if you want more of a definition then that,
I'd be hard pressed to find one.



God looks at Bradley Service and Trevor Oestenstad and myself,

and just thinks,


"I wish they could see me."