My One Track Mind

The other night before we went to bed, I played for Woody a new song I really like. It's called, "I Just Can't Sleep" by the Tejas Brothers. Those who know me well know that I constantly have music running through my mind, and usually the songs are pretty "mindless." All night long (and most of the next day) that song ran over and over in my brain. "I just can't sleep with you runnin' 'round in my head."

The next morning I listened twice to a song that merits runnin' 'round in my head. It's a song by Jesus Adrian Romero called "Te Veo" or "I See You." Here's my rough translation of a few of the lines.

I see you in the moments of pain
I see you in the night
When the sun goes out in life
I see you in the light.
I see you in a smile and in love
I see you in my dreams.
I see your hand guiding me
You're always there.

I sense you in a hug, an expression.
You are so faithful and there's no reason
To doubt your heart.
I sense your hand on me.
I can feel your love and hear
Your words and your voice.
You are always faithful.

I won't translate the rest because it is so much more beautiful in Spanish. But, as I listened to the song I happened to be dressing Celeste's paw. She gets scrapes which seem to never heal. I've been working (with the help of Kari and Woody) to get her paw to heal - bathing, applying ointment, and wrapping it with Ace wrap. She often manages to get the wrap off and lick it raw again. During the night I don't know how many times she wakes me up with her busy, gigantic tongue. (Urban myth: dog saliva heals wounds more quickly.) She really dislikes having her paw dressed, but she loves my affection. So, I try to work more on showing affection than on treating her paw, gradually getting the wound care done almost without her realizing it. She just loves the feel of my hand on her.

So, as I listened to the above song, caring for my dog in her "woundedness" with my faithful hand and her trust in me and my heart's intentions, I thought of our God. I don't care for Him dressing my chronic wounds either. But, if it's His faithful hand, I won't complain.

By the way, I'm determined to listen to "Te Veo" over and over and see if I can change my one-track mind... and maybe sleep better tonight as well! ("I Just Can't Sleep" isn't exactly a lullaby!)