You Ain't Nuthin' but a Hound Dog!

Someone at our house is enjoying social distancing entirely too much!  Luke the Basset is in heaven.  Don't you wish we could be this free of anxiety?  We went out in the yard for awhile this afternoon to pull weeds and install fencing around my husband's blueberries.  The hound likes to dig them up.  A couple of days back, he chewed up the bleach tray for my top teeth. 😠 I spend half my time vacuuming dog hair and cleaning up after him. He's a big, slobbery pain in the ....  But here's the thing about love - our lives would not be as rich without him. And he models grace for us in so many unexpected ways.  His innocence and trust are breathtaking.

My church streamed services this morning, and a fellow choir member sang one of my top 3 favorite hymns:

Breathe on me, Breath of God,
fill me with life anew,
that I may love what thou dost love, 
and do what thou wouldst do.

Breathe on me, Breath of God, 
until my heart is pure,
until with thee I will one will, 
to do or to endure.

Breathe on me, Breath of God,
till I am wholly thine,
till all this earthly part of me
glows with thy fire divine.

Breathe on me, Breath of God,
so shall I never die,
but live with thee the perfect life
of thine eternity.                                  Hymn #508