For all the stray dogs
We had a Dachshund come into our yard a few years ago. It was a stray that my son and I tried to help, but there was a problem. The dog was mean as a hornet, so we left some food out for it and it went on its way. For many a months…without missing a night…my son prayed for “all the stray dogs in the world.” I think that shows his kind heart and gentle spirit, you know, a chip off the old block, but I did not realize how God was going to answer the prayers of this boy.
One night I arrived home to a very large and very energetic Redbone Coon Dog. These are beautiful dogs with a voice that will carry for miles. The only trouble with having a dog like this in our yard is that the neighbor’s houses are all “feet” away, and a loud coon dog treeing the cats in the back yard makes a lot of noise. I notice the dog had a collar, but it had no contact info. I let it in the yard and it begins to play with my dog, Rocky, but I’m not sure coon dogs know how to play. She wanted to tree Rocky, but he was too fast and aggravating for her. I let the dog out of the yard and it slept on the front porch all night. I know this to be true because of the whining and crying from the dog (loud enough to hear from inside the house) broken up by occasional loud barking (that could have been heard from inside the next neighborhood).
The next morning the dog was gone. I think the neighbor is going to find a home for it. I really didn’t need the responsibility of finding the owner of this very expensive dog, but somebody was going to miss her. So now I am reminded to pray for all the stray dogs in the world and then be willing to be a gracious host when one arrives in your yard.
If you are going to pray for something, you should also be willing to be the tool God uses to accomplish the task.
Lesson Learned. Now I have to call the fire department to come get the cat out of the Pecan tree in the back yard.