Nowhere to hide

As I gaze out the window, to observe  the pouring rain, I happen to notice that the door to the shed out in the backyard is open.  It’s the shed where we keep the lawnmower and other seasonal items so they will be protected from the elements.  You got it. Specifically the rain.  

So, I run to tell my hubby that the door is open and he immediately goes outside to close it so the water will not get inside and do any damage.

On his way out the door he grabs for my beach towel and places it over his head.  Like most beach towels it’s rather large.   So the towel not only covers his head but is draped across most of his upper extremities.  I watch him close the shed door through the window and when he comes back inside he has a story.   It seems as though our dog, Rambo, almost bit him.  As he is talking I am thinking, “Rambo?  Not Rambo”.  As I’m still wondering why Rambo would even think to bite his master that he adores, my hubby goes on to say that he suspects Rambo didn’t recognize him.   Rambo approached him as if he were going to bite his calf and at that moment hubby began to call out, “Rambo!  It’s me.”  Rambo immediately stopped and went into play mode with his tail wagging and looking for a toy so they could play.  Mind you, it’s still pouring out. 

A study written up in the journal Animal Behavior described how dogs had difficulty recognizing their human “best friend” when the person had their face covered, according to a BBC News story on the research.  Paolo Mongillo led the study at the University of Padua in Italy.  

I found this article quite interesting especially since I believed a dog would always know their human “best friend” by scent, no matter the conditions.  I never imagined we might be unrecognizable to them.

Don’t ask me how I made the shift but somehow I did.  Only God!  I started to laugh because I began thinking I am glad at no point in our lives are we ever unrecognizable to God!  Whether soaked in sin.  Drowning in sorrow.  Masked in guilt.  Covered in shame.   

And then a melody starts ringing in my head.  The melody is to a song from my early child hood.  Unbeknownst to me the song has been etched in my memory and now brought up when I least expected it.  I smile as I think about the words.  They sum up this message oh so well.

Nowhere to run to baby. Nowhere to hide.  Got nowhere to run to bay bay.  No where to hide.   

Be Strengthened and Encouraged in HIM,
Liz

And not a creature exists that is concealed from HIS sight but all things are open and exposed, naked and defenseless to the eyes of HIM with WHOM we have to do.  Hebrews 4:13 AMPC

Nothing and no one is impervious to God’s Word.  We can’t get away from it - no matter what. Hebrews 4:13 MSG