While I was in Wisconsin, the Rugged Mountain Man took the Blossoms sledding at the gigantic local sledding hill. And, Rory pulled Blossom3, who is six years old, UP the entire hill numerous times.
What's more amazing is that his tail was wagging, the whole time. We've seen passion in a dog before. Jake, our golden retriever, is passionate about retrieving. He's crazy passionate. He'd run himself into the ground retrieving. He's made for it. Rory can take it or leave it. We've surely discovered Rory's passion now. Pulling. Pulling makes Rory's doggie heart go pitter-patter.
I marveled as I watched this canine display from the house. "His tail is wagging." He's pulling somewhere in the neighborhood of 70-80 pounds. And his tail is wagging.
Pulling is hard. Hard is frequently perceived as bad.
To Rory, it isn't bad, because it's what he was created to do.
Wife-Motherhood is hard. It's tiring. It's a daily grind. It's work. It's long. It's tough. It's thankless. It's discouraging, especially after my Mommyometer plummets nightly at 8:00 pm.
But I want my tail to be wagging. This is God's purpose for me. I'm smack dab in the center of God's will. There is great joy in doing what you've been created to do.
We let joy become overshadowed by the hard work involved in our purpose.
I don't want to miss the joy of being in God's will and doing that thing He created me to do, just because it's hard.
I wanna be like my dog.
Dominique