My dog Spot.
I buy 62 cent bags of hot dogs for my dog Spot. Every night I sit and tear a hot dog in pieces and toss the chunks to my dog Spot. Every night my dog Spot gets hit in the face about ten times with hot dog chunks.
A couple nights ago, he caught his first piece of hot dog, mid flight in the air. My dog Spot wonders why I keep throwing hot dogs at him..
I am much like my dog Spot. God keeps throwing hot dogs in my face. I keep wondering why. Every once in a while, I catch one. Mostly by accident, but God keeps trying.
I hope this next year, I will catch more hot dogs…