Hickory has been teaching me how much God loves me. One day while I was picking up Hickory's poop I realized that I am just like him. No, I don't go poop in the yard, but God is patient with me and has to clean up my messes at times.
Just like Hickory, I am stubborn at times. Basset hounds are known for being stubborn and you need to be more patient with a basset because of it. God is so patient with me at times I wonder how He can manage to put up with me. I have time and time again gone against God, and time and time again come back to Him whimpering for forgiveness.
Hickory knows his name now and can sit. I am teaching him to ring a bell when he needs to go out. Sometimes he needs to go out, but refuses to ring the bell (stubbornness again). If I am patient I know he will learn and hopefully soon be house broken.
God has lessons for me as well and slowly I am learning. I think I am house broken now, but I still have a few lessons to learn like: Stay (Don't go off ahead of God's plan)! Beg (be humble)! Heel (Stay beside Christ and walk with Him)! Play dead (die to self)!
Hickory is still a puppy and like most puppies he likes to play and when he plays he bites. He is slowly learning not to puppy bite and that can be frustrating at times. I have cuts on my hands where his teeth have playfully drawn blood. I give a good loud "OUCH!", grit my teeth and pry his teeth from my arm. I then say through my gritted teeth "No Hickory! No biting!" I give him something else to chew while I put on a tourniquet.
Through it all I am learning to be patient. I look at Hickory and I see past the puppy he is and find a trained basset hound dog which sees me as his best friend. I see him as completely house broken, never gnaws on me and is obedient.
When God looks at me He sees a mature Man of God. He is so patient with me now even though I am still a puppy. I am as much a puppy as my Hickory is, but thankfully I am house broken.
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