I have a fluffy baby lying down next to me on the couch.
A tired, sleeping, dreaming baby with four paws.
These paws tell a story.

What are you going to do with your paws?
I was walking around with a friend the other day.
He didn’t feel worth much of anything at all.
I reminded him: the person he’s becoming is something good.
He’s becoming someone good.

That’s why God sends us friends. For us to encourage, lift up, brighten, enlighten, and inspire.
My wife Olive is a beautiful and talented woman. I have short term memory loss and forget I’m forgiven. She reminds me that I don’t have to measure up to the world, because no ones keeping score.

I used my paws to help out around the house this week. After a fire-in-the-oven catastrophe, I put my paws to work. I cleaned the oven. This is a simple-sample of the way that Christ wants me to show Olive: “I choose love.”

Home is where my wife is.
This past Friday, God opened the doors for me to see my favorite author, Bob Goff. The lecture encouraged me to dive into Matthew 18. We need to not be childish, but become like children. In the meantime, we also need to practice extravagant love. I’m putting Bob’s lessons into practice for 2015.

If you have any free moments, I encourage you to go purchase LOVE DOES. It’s an amazing book about putting Christ’s love into action.
As I wind down today, I’m going to leave you with one question.

What are you going to do with your paws?