Noah is not accustomed to travel. No, not Noah the Biblical hero. Noah, my five-year-old dog. He lay in his master's arms for nearly 400 miles shaking with anxiety and panting. He erroneously thought that he was headed to the vet because every time we put him into the car that is his usual destination. Noah was loved and safe and was actually headed for a vacation. He was being saved from the kennel. He didn't know what I knew. His lack of knowledge and trust made for a stressful day.
 
I couldn't help but think that what Noah was experiencing was what we Christians go through so many times. We lay in our Master's arms loved and safe but because we don't know our destination we get full of stress and anxious care. The Master knows where we are headed and where we will end up, even when we don't. And, because our Master loves us and is good He will never take us to a bad destination.
 
Our minds play cruel tricks on us and convince us that we are headed to some dreadful place. The truth is that God is saving us from a dreadful place! If only we could trust Him, realizing that we are lying across His big, loving, and everlasting arms!