Maturing in our Walk

Taking my little pup-pup Luke for a walk and like most puppies he’s not in love with being held back by a leash. Even though it is for his protection. He growls whenever he sees it just sitting around the house :) He’s pretty obsessed with the leash. Fighting it. Biting it. Trying to jerk himself free. He wants to have some part of it in his mouth as we walk. I guess it makes him feel like he is somehow in control. 

What I notice is that the first 10 minutes of our 20 minute walks are spent with him obsessing about the leash. And then he finally lets it go and starts exploring and enjoying himself. For the first half of our walk, he misses all the beautiful flowers and sights to see. Oh and smells to smell with that curious little nose of his. 

We can be like that in relationships. So worried about whether someone who has a little more experience in an area or an elevated view is trying to control us or maybe we are the Pokey Little Puppy type. We have to be drug along. Stubborn -sitting out on the walk. We don’t know how to walk yoked with another always perceiving it as control or resisting being part of the team rather than seeing the tie as one that binds us in Love and trusting it’s there for our protection. 

We aren’t enjoying our walk of life, we fight being led by another when God has put people in our life for JUST that reason. We don't have to fight the things that keep our hearts in check because it's only for a season while we learn. It’s a crucial step of maturity to learn to walk with another. When we stop fighting being “controlled” and let go, it’s a sign that we are ready to be free. A place of maturity where the leash isn’t even needed because we are so in tune with God, we stay close to His side and never want to be ahead or behind but walk with Him hand in Hand. We understand the sweetest place is by His side.