WHAT THE DOG TAUGHT ME

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Today the dog taught me a lesson.

No.  That is not the dog.  I must have left the flash off

on my camera and the dog's picture was awful.  So, I

used good old Pixabay again.

There is the most friendly old dog you ever met at

a family camp where I donate maintenance work.

I do not know what kind it is.  It is a whole lot like

a Labrador, but it's just a big old dog dog.

A short time back apparently someone shot it in a

back leg probably with a 22.  The vet would have

put it down.  But the dog was not complaining.  So

we now have a very friendly old crippled dog.

It was very unusual today, but I was the only one

on the camp grounds.  So when the old dog heard 

me at the shop, guess who showed up.  Yep, the 

crippled dog.

After loading a bunch of tools in my truck I drove

up to the Fort, perhaps a quarter of a mile away.

After working for a while I was in an upstairs 

apartment when I heard a dog whine.  You guessed

it.  That poor old crippled dog had hobbled up the 

hill just to be with me.

After finishing up at the Fort it was time to go back

to the shop.  You guessed it again.  Here came the 

old crippled dog wanting to be with me.

The lesson.

If I wanted to be with God half as much as that

old dog wanted to be with me - the devil himself

could not slow me down.

"Draw near to God and He will draw

near to you."

(James 4:8 NASB)