Man’s Best Friend (Hebrews 3:2)

He was faithful to the one who appointed him, just as Moses was faithful in all God’s house. (Hebrews 3:2)

Cassie, our Great Pyrenees, went missing earlier today. Rarely does she wander out of sight of the house, yet this morning we could find her nowhere. Since I had seen her in the woods just down the driveway, I decided to check that spot. I still haven’t discovered what she’s been doing in that area, but she did appear behind me when I walked to the locale.

The odd thing about this is that Cassie is so dependable. She lazes around the house all day so that she can go on night patrol, barking at anything that approaches too close and keeping the livestock safe. She’s even started picking up eggs laid in out-of-the-way places, and bringing them down to the front door. What an animal!

Cassie does not take the trash out, fetch the mail, or feed the chickens. As much as I would appreciate the help, I don’t expect it. She’s a guard and herding dog. At those tasks, she’s proven completely faithful.

When the author of Hebrews mentions Moses again, I find it surprising. After all, he’s just spent two chapters differentiating Jesus from Moses and the angels, so why then compare Jesus with Moses? Then it struck me that, having shown the two to be incomparable, the writer can now praise Moses in the same way that I can praise Cassie.

You see, my dog is utterly reliable. My wife is utterly reliable. The difference is that I rely on my wife for much more, I have much loftier expectations of her, than I do of Cassie. Moses was as faithful as a human can be expected to be. Jesus is as faithful as God can be expected to be.

As much as I appreciate that dog, I’ll prefer Penny in a heartbeat. And the same goes for Christ over even the most faithful of humans.

 

A Solid Footstool (Hebrews 1:13-14)

To which of the angels did God ever say,
“Sit at my right hand
until I make your enemies
a footstool for your feet”?
Are not all angels ministering spirits sent to serve those who will inherit salvation? (Hebrews 1:13-14)

Last night, Irene the turkey met her end. Having lost her mate, Earl, to our dinner table last fall, Irene had fallen in among the chickens and seemed happy to lead a chicken-esque life. Then, a couple of weeks ago, I realized she begun laying eggs again. In the past day or two, it seems, she had completed her clutch and began to sit on them. With Earl out of the picture, I seriously doubt those eggs would ever have hatched unless an adventurous wild turkey had made his way into the chicken yard. The question is moot now.

Cassie, our Great Pyrenees, apparently intervened in the attack but could not stop Irene from being hauled off into the night by, presumably, coyotes. We were left with a flurry of brown feathers and some 10 eggs. We assume it was Cassie who brought the eggs down to the house. I don’t imagine the coyotes were quite that responsible.

Cassie is wonderful as a guard dog. She largely hears and warns off all of the enemies to our livestock. Last night, however, proved that she cannot stop all of the enemies.

Modern life involves attempting to insulate ourselves from as many of our enemies as possible. To this end, we lock doors, pay for insurance policies, eat properly, and fasten seatbelts, yet day after day demonstrates that not all enemies can be stopped. The final enemy, death, can be delayed but has not been beaten by human means.

But through Christ, all of Christ’s enemies, who are also the enemies of man, have been or will be vanquished. Hunger, illness, war, and death will provide the legs for that footstool of enemies. Jesus will put his feet up and invite us to join in the restful comfort. As much as I appreciate Cassie the guard dog, I’ll opt for God’s enemy plan instead.