A long ago friend used to be fond of reminding us that DOG spelled backward was GOD. She rescued dogs. She liked dogs – better than she liked most people. In fact, it could be said that she didn’t really like people at all. This was probably due to the condition that she found so many of the dogs in when she rescued them. She talked about how dogs were better than most of the people that she knew. Dogs always loved us, no matter how screwed up we are.
She was right. Our dogs do love us. Unconditionally. Regardless. Even when we are really crappy humans acting out in pain, frustration, anger, or fear – even when they are sometimes the innocent victims of our own despair.
Dogs love us. Uncondtionally. Regardless. With hesed – steadfast love.
DOG spelled backward is GOD.