“Hilda, what are you doing?”
She responded with remarkable clarity, “Dog…dog is what I do.”
It strikes me that dogs are utterly and completely at home in their dog-ness. They aren’t redefined by any moment of activity. They are what they are.
But it isn’t nearly as simple for us human beings.
You are not a job or title. You are you.
Take a dog’s view of life.
Rejoice in the life you have. Not the jobs or titles. Those come and go.
You are here to stay. You are what God made.