2016-03-09 - Suspended in Midair
While on a trip to the Veterinarian’s office to get my geriatric pup her rabies shot (six months early) in order to secure a dog license and avoid having her carted off by the police, this simple trek of course became one of some shenanigans. After an unsuccessful attempt with a harness you can find at pet stores, which slips over the seat belt, I devised something seemingly better from other things I had on hand. I took a split-lead piece for walking two dogs, and attached one end to the headrest bar, wrapped it around once, and then secured the other end to Shyanne’s harness, as she sat in a pup cushion on the front passenger seat. She seemed to be comfortable yet protected, due to being confined to just the seat. Or so I thought.
When she was a younger dog, she would wander the back seat and floor area, as I would drive down to the post office less than a mile from our old house. After sniffing around and making a few laps, she would jump up on the seat and sit down or lay down. Her buddy Louie, still with us then, would lie down next to her. So the back seat area is her stomping grounds, and my securing her in the front seemed to annoy her, even with her more limited memory as a sixteen year-old dog. So when I wasn’t looking, due to making my way up onto the interstate, she climbed up on the arm rest and tried to jump into the back seat. One little problem Shyanne, you’re harnessed and hooked to the headrest pole! After safely merging onto the road, I look over and all ten pounds of sweet Shyanne is dangling, like a bad bungee jump, from the seat in her harness. I was a bit mortified, and carefully managed with one hand to bring her back over to the front seat, but she didn’t seem to understand why it was a problem, and began whining. For the rest of the ride over to the Vet’s office, I had to keep my hand over there so she couldn’t get up on the arm rest and do it again. And for the drive home, I moved her to the middle of the back seat, secured her in like manner to before, and she soon fell asleep (first time ever in the car, too).
Have you ever felt like you were suspended in midair, not being able to get somewhere? Your heart and mind have a plan, but circumstances are not cooperating? Our Father in Heaven will gently lift us up and bring us to himself, make sure we are safe when we call on Him, and then set us off on the path He created for us, that we might glorify Him. So often, I think I choose to dangle in midair rather than ask Him to help me. We need to let Him help us, because as stated in Psalm 28:7 (KJV) there is no maybe on Him helping when we ask, but “I AM helped”. We can count on it every time.
“For thou hast been a shelter for me, and a strong tower from the enemy.” (Psalm 61:3)
All scripture references from King James Version (KJV) unless otherwise noted