Unconditional Love

The last two dogs that came into my life, Brejae’ and Jonah, were both adopted from the animal shelter (Bre the big one, Jonah’s the small one). I got Bre in September 2005 and Jonah in August 2006
The thing with rescuing a dog from the shelter is that soon after getting your new bundle of joy home, you realize why they were pound puppies in the first place. Shelter dogs are very affectionate b/c they are thrilled to have been saved from jail and probable death, but they tend to have been placed there by immature owners who could not handle the dog’s behavioral problems. Jonah was a stray but Bre was an “owner surrender.” They are both escape artists (like to dig under the fence, and Bre can also jump over) and very destructive of anything they can get their teeth into. Yet, no matter how much they frustrate me, I would never send them back to the pound. I accepted them unconditionally the day I signed the adoption forms.
I sometimes wonder if God feels like He made a mistake in adopting me as His child. I am very stubborn and lack the faith that I know He wants me to have. However, He will never change His mind and un-adopt me. I am the only one who could choose to sever our ties, and even them He would never stop loving me or wanting me to come back to Him. I find that so humbling! With the exception of my parents, every other human in my life has rejected me when I have not conformed to their ways. Although God longs for me to live as pure and Godly a life as possible, He will not shut me out of His life if I am not perfect. That makes me want even more to be the best Christian I can possibly be. His love truly is amazing!