I recently decided that my cat, Mose, would make a great therapy pet. He is very affectionate and not at all afraid of strangers. In order to get certified, he has to be leash trained. So I bought him a harness, which he hates. I've been putting it on him for short periods of time, trying to help him get used to it. We are now on day 4, and he still can't seem to walk forward. Either he just lays there looking pathetic, or crawls up the furniture backwards trying to rub it off.
This experience reminds me of God, and how He knows the good plans He has for us... how many times have I questioned His motives like Mose is questioning mine?
