I’ve been living with a schizophrenic dog named Stay. He’s been my constant companion. I yell, “Come here Stay!” and he looks at me in utter bewilderment as if he doesn’t know whether to come or stay.
I usually get angry and yell even louder, “Stay I told you to come!”
Often, stay comes when I tell him to stay and sometimes, no matter how many times I tell Stay to come, he stays.
It is exhausting living with this dog named Stay. At any given moment, neither he nor I know whether he is coming, going or staying. He accompanies me wherever I go just to remind me that I don’t know whether I am coming, going or staying.
Stay lives in my head. I feed him well and fret over him and check on him every day throughout the day. He takes walks with me, sleeps in my bed, and haunts my dreams.
I think it is time for me to get rid of Stay and replace him with the Holy Spirit whose name is: Go. Go will direct my steps. Go will guard my heart and keep me from fearing what tomorrow will bring. Most importantly, Go will give me peace that surpasses all understanding.