I’ve recently posted on social media about my little dog, Sam, and his unacceptable issues. We started him on Prozac a few weeks back, as well as suiting him up with a nifty “Thunder Shirt” and a pheromone collar… We’ve also isolated him to 2 rooms 24/7… All for the purpose of calming his little doggie demons and extending his life in this world.
We have had Sam since he was a wee little pup, when we rescued him from some neighbors. He was abused his first few weeks of life, and has struggled ever since. His past obviously haunts him, as he doesn’t trust anyone, especially boys. He shakes, paces, scratches, relieves himself at will, and occasionally bites. At this point, you’re probably wondering why we have kept him all these years. Well, we wonder the same thing most of the time, but we actually love him and he was originally my daughter’s (aren’t they always?)…Even though we have paid for him, and ended up taking care of him 99.9% of the time, she swears that she will take him after she graduates from college. So, the new routine will hopefully get us through the next 3 years.
All of this dog business got me thinking about human nature and how we deal with stressful situations or even just life…How often do we let our past, or our fears, dictate our behavior, subconsciously or consciously? We can wrap ourselves in any kind of “thunder shirt” or take any kind of pill to try and numb the fears, but they always seem to come back, don’t they?
There is a way to be free from all of your fears though, and it doesn’t cost a thing. There’s a love out there for each one of us, no matter how bad our past has been, or how many people we have bitten. It’s the love of Christ. He wants to adopt you, fleas and all. (Romans 8:15) He can wrap you in a thunder shirt of his grace, that forgives you permanently. (Acts 2:38) When the storms come, and the fears surface, you can pray to Him, in faith, and his Spirit will comfort and restore you every single time. (Romans 15:13)
So, what’s your Prozac? Consider trying the love of Christ. That prescription never runs out.