Today as I was walking along the beach, I came a cross a man walking his dog. No surprise there, as many people walk their dogs at the beach, but this dog was different. I had never seen one quite like it. I just had to stop and find out what kind of dog it was. When I asked the man, he laughed and said it was a Puerta Rican beach dog. Huh? Turns out it was a stray he found on the beach in Puerta Rico and adopted. I commented on how beautiful she was and he said he had nothing to do with that, she was just a lucky stray.
As I continued on I couldn't get "lucky stray" out of my mind. I realized I am just like that dog! Yes, I am one "lucky stray". No I have not had one too many dog biscuits. What came to my mind is that I strayed from God's commands. I had fallen short and turned my own way. So, in a sense I was a stray. But I too have been adopted! God sent His Son to make the way for me to be forgiven and accepted by grace through faith. Now I am the lucky one!
Though luck has nothing to do with it. God ordained it from the foundation of the world. He has always known. So, I guess instead you could say I am one "blessed stray"!
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