[CF Devotionals] 2015-07-15 - Obsession

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One of our sweet geriatric miniature dachshunds, Shyanne, has started a new habit since our other, Louie, passed away in March. Many of her days have some segment of it that includes running obsessively around the back fenced area, and/or the living room area of the house. She doesn’t just make a few laps like she used to and then stop, but she keeps going until she is panting, tired, and cannot really get herself safely up the back four small steps to the deck. Sometimes, inside the house, she bumps into furniture items or Ms. Barbie, the other pup, and that sets off a whole other set of problems for her. Sometimes, outside, she will stop short of the steps, and I can pick her up. Other times, I appear to be a crazy person, chasing a dog three inches off the ground, inside of a fence four feet tall. I’m sure that from the outside, if you don’t know there is a dog in the fenced area, it must be quite the nutty-looking scene. I have literally had to corner her and grab her, to which she sometimes yelps like I am injuring her. I simply grab her, pull her close and tell her she’s all right, and it’s OK to stop now. Have you ever been at a place in your life that you needed God to do the same thing to you - to grab you, pull you close and tell you it’s OK to stop now? I have.

One way, in particular, that I let God tell me it was OK to stop now, was when I quit smoking. I realized when I was 33, that I had been smoking for about half of my life, and several reasons combined convinced me it was best to quit. But I needed His help. I had tried stopping before, and nothing worked. I still don’t know what took away the obsessive need to do it, and occasionally when I smell one that was just lit, I still desire it. It reminds me of the smell of firewood, when one has just been lit. It’s a comforting smell to me. We had a fireplace, oddly enough, after we moved South, and I began caring for maintenance in it at a certain point. Anyway, I have since realized that my comfort should always be pointed toward my heavenly father. Nothing wrong with liking the smell of burning firewood, but somehow it’s healthier to skip the smoking. So he’s my comfort and my joy, and there will be other times I will still have to stop running in my obsessive circle, and let Him catch me and tell me “it’s OK to stop now.” I’m so grateful for His loving provision over me.

“The eternal God is thy refuge, and underneath are the everlasting arms: and he shall thrust out the enemy from before thee, and shall say, Destroy them.” (Deuteronomy 33:27)

“That their hearts might be comforted, being knit together in love, and unto all riches of the full assurance of understanding, to the acknowledgement of the mystery of God, and of the Father, and of Christ; …” (Colossians 2:2)

“The Lord taketh pleasure in them that fear him, in those that hope in his mercy.” (Psalm 147:11)


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All scripture references are from the King James Version (KJV) unless otherwise noted.

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