Snack!

My dad was in a funky/funny/odd mood yesterday. He comes walking through the living room real slowly and "creepy-like" eyeing us as he made his way to our kitchen for a snack (it was funny, he reminded me of Jim Carey). I was talking in the living room to a couple of my friends about my dog, Sampson. I was saying how when I let him outside I can call his name over and over again but he refuses to come. He may glance up at me, but, he refuses to acknowledge that I am calling for him to come to me. So, I end up having to use THE word every dog loves. SNACK!!! As soon as I say that, his ears perk up and he comes running. Most of the time I don't really give him a snack, because he wouldn't listen to me, but, every so often I will, so that the word "snack" will still work if calling his name doesn't get him to come. Well, anyway, my dad overheard our conversation and goes "he's a jerk." I lost it, it was so funny. I've never heard a dog be called a jerk before.
But, anyway, I was thinking about it today. Yes, I got a lesson out of it, suprise, suprise. I was thinking about how so many times God tries to get our attention, asking us to come to Him, yet, we tend to ignore Him calling on us. We can hear Him, but just like my dog, unless He pulls out a word like "reward" we act disinterested. Wow. Is it appropriate to say "jerk-alert?" I'm serious! The definition for a jerk is someone that is rude. Well, isn't that rude to ignore God??? Hmmm, makes me really glad that God can see past my mistakes. I sure don't like being called a jerk and I am pretty sure (like 90% sure) that no one else really likes being called that. I wonder what my dog would think about being called one?