Yesterday I looked out my home office window and noticed a stray German Shepherd walking down the street. I was sure it belonged to our neighbors, who operate a German Shepherd rescue out of their home. I grabbed my phone so I could call them and then I ran outside. When the dog saw me, he turned and came right to me. Sure enough, it was Marco, a young dog who had recently been rescued. We started walking together toward his home at the opposite end of the street.
I had forgotten to grab a leash in my haste, and while our road isn’t busy, it’s not deserted either. As I was trying to contact my neighbor, a pickup truck came toward us. Marco was heading right for it, and the driver didn’t look like he was slowing down. I raised my hand, signaling him to stop, and he finally did. But as we walked past him, he gave me a nasty look. I glared back at him.
Of course, to him, I’m sure it looked like I was too busy chatting on my cellphone to control my dog, whereas I was thinking, Can’t he see I’m trying to deal with a stray?
I made sure Marco was home safe and sound. As I walked home, I thought about how the way we perceive things has everything to do with how we respond to those around us. How often do we jump to a conclusion, or assume we know why another person is acting a certain way? How many times do we perceive situations from our limited perspective? God’s perspective, after all, is so much wider, deeper, fuller.