I wonder sometimes about my dog
And
the tender heartedness of a small boy,
For
what a great ally Friskie was,
And
the times shared with her instead of a toy.
She was the best friend a boy could have.
First
out the door to chase something
From
the brush,
Then
bouncing at my feet.
And
I’d trip,
Then
I’d cry, not knowing
If
she loved Jesus.
As
a boy I didn’t think too much,
So
here I was a beginning of myself
Not
knowing if Heaven would have her,
But
not staying around church to learn that wealth.
Girls
too had childhood pets that they loved.
Boys
and their dogs were the ones to
Chase
a bird,
Girls
would care for and ride their horse,
What
child though would stay at church
And
read the Word?
When
I was a boy, I planned little.
I
didn’t think about anything past right now.
But
God planned for Jesus before time.
Even
as a boy He was showing us how.
My
boyhood was with a childlike heart.
Jesus
had a heart different than any child.
His
heart was preparing for Satan,
A
war won from a heart
Loving
and mild.
After
Friskie I had other dogs.
Yet,
my heart was never so tender
As then Until I met the man who changed that,
For Jesus grew up
And died for my sin.
Selah 
As A Boy by Ronhales Proverbs 3:6