On the Outside Looking In

Sometimes I feel like I am on the outside looking in, unable to open the door and at the mercy of those inside. Of course, everyone feels like that sometimes, at least I think they do. I know, deep inside, that God is still working on my heart and in my life, but sometimes it feels like I have been set up on the shelf to cure or something. And you know, it gets a little lonely up on the shelf, and it gets a little lonely standing outside the door too... although Sherman doesn't look entirely miserable... In fact, he looks kind of happy. I could learn something from that dog.