Ditch the Leash

I tighten the leash back, pulling her closer to me...and she pulls harder; her small frame leaning sideways as her feet slip on the gravel. She starts to cough as her collar pulls tight around her throat, obvious discomfort and yet she continues to pull.

I slacken my hold, giving her the whole length of leash and softly call, snapping my fingers at my side. Instantly she relaxes, looks up and comes to walk by my side, eager to please and content to be on our daily walk.

My short leash is self-imposed, and I, so fixed on pulling against it forget with whom I walk. The gravel slips from under my feet, as I hit my knees I hear His gentle call. Peace relaxes my strangled heart as I eagerly fall into step with my Master.