Rest

So, I am trying to see if my puppy can get used to staying outside during the day. He hated it at first. He didn't want to go inside of the doghouse. My dad tried to put him in it and he couldn't get him through the opening. So, I had to put him in it and he just cried and cried as I held him back from getting out. When I let him go, he ran out and tried to climb in my lap. I felt really bad for him, he kept looking at me as if to say "I don't want to go in that scary place." I don't blame him. So, I had my dad stick in a little rug over the hay and his toy frog to keep him company. We looked out the window later on and Chewy had taken the frog out of the house and put it in the grass and he was trying to pull out the rug. The poor little guy!! But, it started to pour down outside and he eventually went inside the dog house and fell asleep.
I know that everyone has felt that way before about one situation or other in their life. You are absolutely terrified of the unknown, but you are forced to face it. Eventually you have to move forward and in the end you are so exausted from worrying and fighting that you fall asleep. After the battle, we are called to a place of rest. Just rest today.