Tug was here this weekend (Hi Tug!). Tug is now a mature two-year old Mastiff, yet he is still growing.
Notice how well he fits in the way back of his owners vehicle. Last weekend, Harley the Great Dane loaded in and out of a normal sized car without incident.
It reminded me of the owner of a giant breed dog who came to visit my kennel many years ago. She showed up with the dog in a horse trailer.
She fussed and made a huge ado of the dog's needs due to its size. Since she was out visiting kennels for her little darling, I happily suggested another kennel I knew of where the person who owned it also personally owned a giant breed dog.
It's important to find a kennel that suits the owner as well as the dog. Having watched many giant and large breeds over fourteen years of service, I know my kennel is suitable for such a dog. However, it clearly wouldn't be suitable for such an owner. I don't know where she went and it doesn't matter as long as it wasn't here. I'm happy to tend to the many and varied needs of the dogs in my care but I have little patience for the owners who believe their dog is more special than any other dog.
Our culture stresses that we are important. We must be the center of the universe, have more "friends" and "likes" on Facebook, more followers on Twitter, and great comments on our You Tube videos. Have you ever thought about what would happen if each of us achieved this end? We would be our own universe, with no one to give us our demanded attention.
Since when did being ordinary become a bad thing? Is "normal" the new "loser?"
When we find our identity and great love in the Lord alone, the opinion of others becomes less important. If we have the care and attention of the King of Creation, do we really need to flaunt ourselves and our talents at others to feel we are important.
If He cares about the sparrow, he cares about you.