Now before someone goes and gets offended by this post...read me out, I would like to explain my case.
We really miss our dogs! Sad as it may seem to some of you, leaving our dogs behind was the hardest thing for us to do in this move to NC. We enjoyed our home, had some special friends and said goodbye to family that we love. But our home was just a house...and some beautiful acreage that we miss. Our friends are still our friends, while we miss being able to call them and 'hang out' whenever we wanted to, and we miss that face to face interaction...we appreciate phone calls and chats that enable us to continue those friendships. The same goes for family. People, you can keep in contact with...dogs, not so much.
Our dogs were a conversation that came up a number of times in our decision process. We knew that God was telling us it was time to move, we knew that would mean giving up some things that were precious to us, we tried our hardest to rationalize bringing them with us...and then we gave them up.
Now, before you get all judgy on me (judgy is a new seminary word I learned :)...all of us have those things don't we? Things/possessions/people/houses/vehicles/money/whatever. It is different for different people but we all have things in our lives that mean the world to us but may not mean anything to others. This is one of the big reasons why we knew we had to let the dogs go, they meant the world to us. Or rather, they meant more than the world to us. They were beginning to take priority over the lost, who are the world.
They weren't the only things btw, there was our selfishness, our 'need' to be comfortable, our amazing ability as humans to settle for less. God has so much in store for us and that is what He reminds us of when we begin to doubt and worry and wonder if we made the right choices in leaving them behind and coming here.
What are the things in your life that are taking priority over the lost?