A young mother shared a funny story with me concerning a recent conversation she had with her young son. He had been attending a summer science day camp and they wondered if he was actually learning anything worth the extra dollars the camp was costing them. Their concerns were laid to rest somewhat when the young man pointed to a small brown pile in a yard and proclaimed, “Look, its scat!” He went on to explain to his parents that “scat” was just another word for poop. Thinking maybe that they had been learning about forest animals in science camp, his mom encouraged the conversation with, “I wonder if it is from a fox or a squirrel.” “No mom”, came his reply, “it’s just from a dog”. Sigh…
This conversation brought back memories of a gift my clever mother got her grandson one year, a book containing everything you would ever need to know about animal scat. Did you know you could discover what kinds of animals inhabit an area just by observing various types of scat?
I do not think I would care to spend much time observing or contemplating scat, or as the Apostle Paul calls it, “DUNG,” but I think I may have a tendency to do just that, dwell on the dung.
“…. I count all things but loss for the excellency of the knowledge of Christ Jesus my Lord; for Whom I have suffered the loss of all things, and do count them but dung, that I may win Christ, and be found in Him, not having my own righteousness…but that which is through the faith of Christ.” (Phil. 3:8-9 )KJV
I don’t want to “dwell on the dung.” I want to be found in Him, grasp knowledge of Him, conform to Him, and grow in my relationship with Him…everything else is dung.