Dog, Dog, and Another Little Dog

The dogs were driving me crazy this morning.  First, the baby chewed up our latest World magazine . . . before I had a chance to read anything but the Harry Connick article. 

Then he wanted in, no out, no in.  Then, rather than wanting to settle on the rug, he thought he wanted to settle at my feet, then really he wanted to get up on the chair.  So out into the garage he went. 

Then the next eldest wanted him to be allowed back in, which made the baby scratch and whine.  Which made the next eldest whine and cry. 

Then the eldest, on his master's bed downstairs, wanted to come up by the rest of us.  And on it went.

And, of course, all this was while I was trying to meditate on the Word.  It turned into exercise time instead.  Okay, check exercise off the list. 

Is this what your day looks like sometimes?  And you grab a verse because that's all you have time for?  Well, here's the verse I was able to grab today:  He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High will abide in the shadow of the Almighty (Psalm 91:1).  Okay, that is enough for today.  I dwell in His shelter, I abide in His shadow.  It is enough.  Praise God.