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Topic: DOG (08/09/18)
- TITLE: A Chance Encounter
By Donna Powers
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All I can remember is being a pup in a dirty alley in a noisy, busy city. Mommydog took care of me and four other pups. I guess she had her own problems because she only fed us just until we could walk and find food on our own.
When Mommydog left, my fellow pups yipped and looked around for her, but I didn't. You may not believe this, but Something inside me told me to start walking. After that, I knew the Father of All Dogs had a special job for me to do, for Him.
So I walked. I found food where I could and slept in lots of alleys. It was a tough life. People yelled at me, and some mean boys threw rocks. But the Father always led me to clean water, enough food and a place to sleep.
Then came a day I’ll never forget. I was tired and hungry, and my paws were really sore. I was glad to see a dumpster in an alley behind some restaurants. I’d learned dumpsters are smorgasbords for dogs, so I limped over and got ready to dive in.
But there was a human there. It looked like he'd had the same idea I’d had, because he was scouting the dumpster, too. He didn't seem happy to share it, because he tried to kick me away. But I bared my teeth and stood my ground.
"Hello, Trouble," the human said. "Guess there's enough here for both of us, isn't there?"
I wagged my tail. I didn’t know what “Trouble” meant but figured I'd grab my food quickly and leave. But then I heard the Father speak softly into my heart and tell me I was supposed to stay with that human.
So I did.
He didn't seem to realize I'd adopted him, but I had. Most nights, he scratched me behind the ears and rubbed my belly. He kept calling me 'Trouble,' so I guess that was my name. Having a name let me know I belonged to someone.
My human wasn't always a happy guy. He slept a lot of the time; and slept, even more, when he drank from some funny-smelling brown bottles. I wanted no part of those. When he drank from them, his body would shake all over or he’d get really sick. He even got really mean. Sometimes he'd kick me and tell me to get lost. But I’d been to stay, so I stayed.
Most days, we'd get up together and walk around. When I smelled a dumpster or other source of food, I'd lead him to it.
One day, when I saw the human had been sicker than usual, I heard the Father tell me to lead my human to a special place. I nudged him, but he shoved me away. But I just kept nudging him.
Finally, he stood up. "OK, Trouble. Not sure what you want, but I'll follow you if it will keep you from bugging me."
So we walked - for a long, long time. My paws were tired again, but Father told me to keep going. My human was cranky, but he kept following me. At last, Father told me to stop at a large brick building. I smelled something cooking, so I figured we must be at a good place. I stopped and wagged my tail.
"You gotta be kidding me, Trouble," my human sneered. "You brought me to a Rescue Mission? I don't want no part of them Holy Rollers."
My tail kept wagging. A kind-looking human came out of the brick building and began talking to my human. The person from inside brought him a steaming cup and put his hand on my human's shoulder.
After a while, the person from inside must have convinced my human to go inside the brick building because he walked inside.
Just before he went inside, he turned and smiled at me. "Thanks, Trouble!" he said to me. "I'm still not sure about this, but I'll try anything at this point."
I wagged my tail and ran to him for one more hug. After the hug, he smiled again. "OK, doggie. I guess you didn't turn out to be Trouble after all. You brought me here, so you helped me find a second chance in life. From now on, your name is Chance."
And, from that day on, it was.
Job 12:10 "In His hand is the life of every living thing ...."
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