Little Dog, why must you act so tough? You bark, snarl, and nip at the sight of me. Little dog, what have I done?
Little Dog, why must you stand at my fence and tease? It drives me crazy, knowing I can't get to you. Would you be so brave in the absence of this tall, wooden barrier?
Little Dog, why must you chase after me when I walk on my leash? Where are your owners? How might they react if I was in your shoes, galloping free all over the neighborhood?
Little Dog, I have no malice towards you. Your goofy, rat-like appearance does not offend me. Nothing in my book says that we cannot play and get along.
Little Dog, I am a big dog. I'm strong, brave, and fast. But I don't wear these attributes on my sleeve. I'm simply what God made me to be. You should be happy doing the same.
Little Dog, if there's one thing I've learned, it's that being big is not about your size or your bark. I'm not big because I'm 75 lbs and have legs that are longer than your body.
No, Little Dog, I'm big because my purpose is big. Wrestling with my dad, snuggling with my mom, protecting our new baby, these are the things that make me big.
Little Dog, you might hear me bark from time to time. Occasionally, you will hear me howl, growl, and pant with delight. These things do not define big; they are the result of already being that way.
So, Little Dog, the next time you see me out and about, there's no need to make a scene. I see and respect you based not on your physical size, but on the size of your purpose. Won't you do the same for me?
Sincerely,
Big Dog
Little Dog, why must you stand at my fence and tease? It drives me crazy, knowing I can't get to you. Would you be so brave in the absence of this tall, wooden barrier?
Little Dog, why must you chase after me when I walk on my leash? Where are your owners? How might they react if I was in your shoes, galloping free all over the neighborhood?
Little Dog, I have no malice towards you. Your goofy, rat-like appearance does not offend me. Nothing in my book says that we cannot play and get along.
Little Dog, I am a big dog. I'm strong, brave, and fast. But I don't wear these attributes on my sleeve. I'm simply what God made me to be. You should be happy doing the same.
Little Dog, if there's one thing I've learned, it's that being big is not about your size or your bark. I'm not big because I'm 75 lbs and have legs that are longer than your body.
No, Little Dog, I'm big because my purpose is big. Wrestling with my dad, snuggling with my mom, protecting our new baby, these are the things that make me big.
Little Dog, you might hear me bark from time to time. Occasionally, you will hear me howl, growl, and pant with delight. These things do not define big; they are the result of already being that way.
So, Little Dog, the next time you see me out and about, there's no need to make a scene. I see and respect you based not on your physical size, but on the size of your purpose. Won't you do the same for me?
Sincerely,
Big Dog
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