Dog day

Dearly Beloved, Grace and Peace to you.                     The day we finally took our old dog in to put him down he didn't stagger, wheeze, collapse or fail. We took our walk, and when I let him off the leash out in the trees he snuffed and rambled, poking down among the old dead leaves with curiosity. When it was time, he gladly came, and hung his head out of the window, just to see. With clarity and trust he laid his chin upon my knee, and looked, and calmly felt the needle stick. This wasn't all to win a case, delay, or riddle us with guilt. He simply lived each moment, one by one. No lesson, but to witness how it's done.

                    Deep Blessings, Pastor Steve

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