The Queenship of Mary
It's been awhile since I have schooled my dog on the tricks that I have taught him, but sure enough, he remembers them all. It doesn't matter if they age, they still remember your voice and the love you gave them from the beginning. That's how God is to me. He still remembers my voice. He loves me unconditionally, no matter how many times "I forget", to school myself on Him. He jumps through hoops to keep me close. He barks at me when I stray too far from Him. He teaches me the tricks I need to learn to keep me close by Him. The roles are reversed as I am the puppy and He is my Master. He's always ready to grant me rewards when I've obeyed His commands and gently strokes my heart when I need attention or comforting.
I like thinking of myself as the faithful breed of His Creation. Wanting to show my steadfastness to a Master that is so willing to take me in from the cold and snuggle into His loving arms, where there is Security and Peace.