Hear

The word for today is hear.

This is our dog, Molly.  She hears everything, even though she is 10 years old.  Nothing gets past her listening ears except that which she does not want to hear.

She looks very somber in this image -- I woke her up to take the picture -- but she is, in fact, a joyful, happy dog.  She is devoted to our family, and she listens for every hint of movement or change.  If we leave the room, she follows.  Never tell me that she doesn't understand English -- she does. 

I think her acute listening skill is a sign of her devotion.  Is it a sign of our devotion?  Do we listen to each other?  Do we listen to God?

What is it that we choose to hear?

(She isn't really blue -- that's the TV reflecting on her fur)