Yesterday I blogged about Penny, our well-loved Golden Retriever who had to be put down after her violent attack. Up to that point, however, she’d been a good family dog.
She was smart, memorizing tricks after only one or two tries, and seamlessly running through the whole lot of them with one command as if she was doing a gymnastics floor routine.
We wanted Penny to enjoy the expanse of our half-acre yard, so we installed an underground electric fence linked to her collar. If she crossed it, she’d get a jolt. We could regulate the level of what she felt from mild to severe, as well as modify how close she could get to the current before receiving the shock.
It wasn’t as cruel as it sounds. As Penny neared the wire, her collar would slowly click, ticking faster as she approached. If she obeyed the collar’s signals, she never had to feel a shock. During her first training session, the fence man said she’d figured it out faster than any dog he’d ever worked with.
All went well for several weeks until one day we came home to find Penny romping around the neighborhood. Gradually her wanderlust increased, and whether we were gone or in the house, every few days she’d escape from the yard.
None of us could figure it out. We called the fence guy who told us to “up” the current as an incentive for her to stay inside the wire. Although we did, she didn’t. The point of the electric fence was to give her as much freedom as possible without letting her run in front of a car or get lost. But she viewed it as confinement from which she needed to break free.
Sometimes we do the same thing with the protective parameters God puts around us. When he says it’s wiser if we don’t do a certain thing, our will immediately says, “But I want to!” That kind of rebellion began with Eve, was followed by Adam, and has been humankind’s M.O. ever since, despite the trouble that usually results.
But God loves us too much to give up on his parameters-program. He “ups” the current until we finally accept that his limitations are for our benefit.
As for Penny, she continued to escape, though none of us had ever seen her shoot through the current. Then one day the mystery was solved. Our intelligent dog had figured out not only where the wire was buried but how high the current reached. She was leaving the yard pain-free by jumping over an invisible fence that was only 24 inches tall.
In the end we outsmarted our smart dog though, increasing the current to 6 feet, and as the trainer said, “We finally put some religion in her.”
“Those who are dominated by the sinful nature think about sinful things, but those who are controlled by the Holy Spirit think about things that please the Spirit.” (Romans 8:5)
