TLC for Jackie...

Today as I was driving to a client's home, I noticed a dog that had been recently struck by a car struggling to get up as it lay on the side of the road. My heart broke. I went passed & turned back to see how to best help this little creature. A female Jack Russell terrier, about 6 years old, looked up at me in desperation.  I was able to cradle her in my arms, spoke gentle reassuring words to her & noticed the dog's eyes were responsive as I held her;  it was like she understood that someone had come to help. I prayed that she would be ok. Although there was a little blood in the nose & eye, she appeared to be comfortable being held close.

 As I approached the closest home's front door the person who open their door to me told me the dog belonged to the neighbor across the highway. She stated that she had helped them fix their fence so the dog would stop leaving the yard. Her words of disappointment in the lack of concern from the owners towards their pet was obvious. The owners could care less & what she feared would happen had.  I thanked her & went to see the owners who  took the dog inside with little intention of additional care to its wellbeing.  Now all I could do was pray for the little pup that could not speak for herself as to what hurt. ( My goodness people...take the little one to the vet. Be responsible.) I waited in my car for a while then went to inquire of the dog's name & condition. The woman who had taken the dog from my arms stated that the dog was eating ok & that her daughter was calling the vet.  My schedule meant I had to leave...there was nothing else I could do. 'God please take care of your little Jackie & thank You that I could give her a little TLC in her despair. '
At this time I do not know what happen to Jackie.  But in that brief moment when I lifted her from the road in my arms, I knew it was part of God's plan for our lives. God had me there for her.
When I returned home,  I immediately embraced my dog, Gizmo & I cried.  He knew my heart was tender at this time.  Everyone has a purpose.  Today God showed me one of mine...I had held her in my arms, close to my heart. For that time, she knew she was cared for. Feel better soon, Jackie.

Life Crossing-Look Both Ways!

"Everyone has a race, a journey set before them.

There will be obstacles to overcome. Paths to cross that can be hazardous to your health. Branches that may appear strong yet are frail under the weight of your goals. Pavement that is hot beneath your feet of forgiveness.

Focus on the journey the Lord has set before you...Enjoy each step, for its purpose is to help you arrive at your destiny. Exercise your trust & stretch the muscles of your faith

Here is another beautiful day- on your mark...get set...prayerfully- GO! Look both ways before challenging the roads occupied by fast moving, quick talking humans...just a suggestion from those who cross these highways of life on a regular basis- please, try not to harm them...Rather ~ learn from them.

Sometimes, God will speak to you through the innocence of His creation...Are you paying attention?"

Pedal

At first, I saw God as my observer, my judge, keeping track of the things I did wrong, so as to know whether I merited heaven or hell when I die. He was out there sort of like a celebrity. I recognized His picture when I saw it, but I really didn't know Him. But later on when I met Christ, it seemed as though life were rather like a bike ride, but it was a tandem bike, and I noticed that Christ was in the back helping me pedal. I don't know just when it was that He suggested we change places, but life has not been the same since.

When I had control, I knew the way. It was rather boring, but predictable it was the shortest distance between two points. But when He took the lead, He knew delightful long cuts, up mountains, and through rocky places at breakneck speeds. It was all I could do to hang on! Even though it looked like madness, He said, "Pedal!" I worried and was anxious and asked, "Where are you taking me?" He laughed and didn't answer, and I started to learn to trust.

I forgot my boring life and entered into the adventure, and when I'd say, "I'm scared," He'd lean back and touch my hand. I gained love, peace, acceptance and joy; gifts to take on my journey, My Lord's and mine. And we were off again.

He said, "Give the gifts away. They're extra baggage, too much weight." So I did, to the people we met, and I found that in giving I received. And yet still, our burden was light. I did not trust Him, at first, in control of my life. I thought He'd wreck it; but he knows bike secrets, knows how to make it bend to take sharp corners, knows how to jump to clear high rocks, and knows how to fly to shorten scary passages. And I am learning to shut up and pedal in the strangest places, and I'm beginning to enjoy the view and the cool breeze on my face with my delightful constant companion, Jesus Christ.

And when I'm sure I just can't do it anymore, He just smiles and says..."Pedal."