He was hit by a car late last year. He is now doing physical therapy at the vet's office twice a week.
How funny is that? I have a dog in physical therapy. We drive a dog to the vet's office and leave him all day for physical therapy. Twice a week. Are you getting the picture?
Here is Sig's main problem: he thinks he can't use the leg that was hurt. The vet says his leg is fine, but Sig isn't listening. So, in an effort to make him use his bad leg, which is really a good leg, they wrap up his good leg and make it a bad leg, forcing him to put weight on the bad/good leg.
(Are you keeping up?) And it really works. He uses the bad/good leg just fine, as long as the good leg is bound up.
But...Sig is not fond of this process and wastes no time chewing through the bandaging to release his good leg. At which point he begins limping again. So guess what the vet's answer was yesterday:
I bet you could see that one coming - the lampshade.
Sig's predicament made me think about one of my favorite scriptures:
Cease striving and know that I am God... (Psalm 46:10)
It's probably one of your favorites, too. It's on a lot of plaques and journals and cards. (I am thinking of taking a field trip to my local Christian bookstore and counting the number of times this verse appears.)
But here's the kicker: I don't really live this verse out. I just think it sounds nice. I'm more like Sig on most days. I chew and gnaw on things; causing problems for myself with all my worrying. God says, STOP striving and KNOW that I AM GOD.
I wish He would just give me a lampshade.
All our fret and worry are caused by calculating without God. - George Muller