| So, here’s the story the way it appeared to earthly eyes.
Julie and I were out on the perimeter road that runs around where we live. Two dog walkers passed by and we heard one of them say, "Never seen that dog around here before."
We looked down the hill and saw an old black labrador stumbling painfully up the hill. It reached us, and the legs kinda fell out from under it.
We bent down, talked gently to the mutt and patted it. I checked and there was a collar. There was a phone number on the collar, but no one answered.
The dog was so painfully thin that there seemed nothing between its ribs and its pelvis but spine. It didn’t have many teeth left and, well, it just seemed done.
Julie ran home to get some of our dog’s food and mush it up in some milk while I tried to entice the dog to come along with me.
Julie got home and back again when I was only half way there. So, we sat down on the pavement while our new friend made short work of the food.
Eventually we got her home. We gave her a blanket, more food, kept her warm and wondered what to do next.
After phoning and phoning we got a response from the number. A lady came around with a bunch of flowers for us. She explained that Tara had been her father’s dog. She was very old and should probably be put to sleep, but the lady just couldn’t bring herself to do it.
She was so glad we had found her because Tara was almost blind and almost deaf. If she had wandered onto the road …
So, Tara was safely returned home.
Now, here’s the story from Heavenly eyes.
Julie and I were out that morning because I was leaving. She was trying to talk me into coming back, but I wasn’t hearing anything that made that sound likely.
I was about to turn and go – when an old, worn out dog walked between us and collapsed. Suddenly we had something more important than our problems to worry about. There was a creature in need right before us and we had to work together to help it.
We did help it. And here am I writing the story in my own home, amongst my own family.
In the song "Love Is Not A Fight" Warren Barfield talks about marriage and its trials. At one point he sings, "And if we try to leave, may God send angels to guard the door."
Sometimes angels come disguised as dogs.
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