She has lived with us long enough to know that boxing things means changes. It might mean a camping trip. It might mean we leave her with the tall man and go far away. So she worries.
She follows me from room to room. She jumps when the doors open and shut. And she has licked the hair off of a small area on her foot.
Is God moving you? Oh, maybe not to a new house, but a new circumstance, a new season of life, or a new area of service?
Jeremiah 29:11 "For I know the plans I have for you," declares the Lord, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future."
If Molly could understand, I would tell her. We're moving to a place that has a LAKE. We're going to fence the yard, so you can go out whenever you want. We will have comfy couches, carpet, and beds. Don't be afraid, don't worry.
But Molly can't understand. She trusts me, but not enough. So she worries.
God tells you, "Do not be anxious about anything." Philippians 4:6.
Do you trust God enough, even when he moves boxes around you?