Jesus, there is nothing without You. I was a poor stray dog once. I took shelter from the storm under Your porch; I growled when You came out to meet me. In time, I came to trust You as good, and I became tame to Your will. You took me into your home, let me sleep in Your own bed. You cleaned me, fed me, and set aside time for me. I became a member of Your own family, beloved by You and at home in your house. I became familiar with the sights and smells of Your home, until that darkness which had once embraced me became strange to me, and You became my whole world.
1 Peter 2:25 For “you were like sheep going astray,” but now you have returned to the Shepherd and Overseer of your souls.