I have been reminded that I have a split personality.   I used the ground hog as an image for  a recent sermon.   Someone decided I needed to take on its character and so made me a “ground hog” hat.  Of course, there we those who felt it fit well and some couldn’t tell a difference between whether I had it on or had it off.  When I came to work the next day, I was wearing my hairy coat (pure artificial fur) and someone wondered if it was ground hog fur.  So, I guess there must be something about me that exudes “ground hog.”  That means I’m a rodent.  At least I’m not a rat rodent. 

In the past I’ve been  part of a “blessing of the animals” worship service.  Woody the duck came every year.  There were the usual dogs and cats.   Then, there was the year a rat showed up.   This  was one of the times I had to say to God, “this one is yours.”  I’m not sure I can bless such a rodent on your behalf.  You take over.  Now that I think of it, I do have a split personality because sometimes I do resemble some kind of rodent in its less than glamorous forms.  And sometimes I don’t feel like I can bless myself.  In looking at rodents I most often do not see them in a positive way, but God does.  So, I guess on those days I can see only the rodent part of my personality, I have to remember that God blesses that as well.  

Till next week…h