If you have a dog, then you know how they act when you are eating. Mine will stare at me, eyeballing each bite as it moves from the plate to my mouth. If I’m at the table, then seeing the food puts them out of a quick grab at anything that’s dropped, so they’ll wait under the table, rubbing my legs to let me know they are there. If I’m eating at the couch I’ll lay my plate down when I’m finished and one will head for it, offering to help clean it (for some reason Linda doesn’t want their help with this) and all I need to say is, “No!” and they’ll ignore it.
We feed them well, but they still make me feel guilty when they beg. I have to remind myself that if I give in, it may cause them to be unhealthy.
I also use this to remind me of God’s providence when I wish He’d give me this or that. I could always use more income, but would I really handle it right? All of the things I’d love to have, but don’t, I can see how, maybe, in His infinite wisdom God knows that what He’s given me is just what I need for now.
“But my God shall supply all your need according to his riches in glory by Christ Jesus.”—Philippians 4:19