Occasionally, depending on the dog, the weather, how interesting things are inside the house and some other criteria one or more of our dogs will find their way out of our fence. We will repair whatever hole they’ve discovered or created, but it will only be a matter of time before they do it again. Chloe is generally the main culprit and she almost always recruits one of the other small dogs to help her. They will get out, run around the neighborhood and if we aren’t home to gather them up we’ll get a call from a neighbor.
There’s no way for us to explain to them how dangerous it is outside the fence. We can’t warn them of dog catchers, speeding cars, coyotes, anti-freeze left in bowls, bigger dogs or any of dozens if not hundreds of things that can harm or kill them once they leave the safety of our yard. We just have to bring them back and repair the fence.
God puts boundaries in our lives. Maybe it’s a financial boundary, or a physical limitation, or a geographic limitation. But He knows why He’s placed the boundaries there and we, more often than not, don’t know. Admittedly some limitations are there for us to overcome, and then grow from that experience, but others are fences designed to keep us safe. We are too limited in our ability to comprehend for Him to explain it to us, so we have to learn to trust Him and have faith that He knows what He’s doing.
“Thou art my hiding place and my shield: I hope in thy word.”—Psalm 119:114