I couldn’t help but think about our own posture before God.
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A Carl Sighting
How could these curly haired animals teach me how to be a better follower of Christ?
A Robe for the Scarred
This morning, Carl had been left.
The Waiting Room of Life
Carl spends a lot of his waking hours waiting. On any given day, you can find him waiting for someone to come home or for someone to put those wonderful morsels of food in his dish and lower it to the floor. No matter what he is waiting for, he doesn’t like it one bit.Continue reading “The Waiting Room of Life”
Storms In Our Lives
Carl has done it again. His separation anxiety continues to be clearly displayed. This time, Jay’s new recliner was attacked and the chair lost. Because Carl cannot be trusted in the house when we are away, he and Bee have been banned to the porch and back yard. If they want to come in, theyContinue reading “Storms In Our Lives”
Dropped Blankets
I can hear the hum of the washing machine and the soft sound of the refrigerator. Other than these familiar noises, all is quiet. Carl and Bee have finally settled down after a rough housing episode that included Carl holding onto the blanket that Bee was sleeping on and dragging her across the floor. WithContinue reading “Dropped Blankets”
A Certain Kind of Laziness
There is a laziness settling in all around us. Cold temperatures have recently dropped down into the 30’s and a chilling sensation has crept in. For the first time all year, the switch has been flipped and the gas fire place produces an inviting warmth throughout the house. Carl and Bee lay lethargic on theirContinue reading “A Certain Kind of Laziness”
Leaving Bee Behind
A choice had to be made. I didn’t like it but it was for the best. Carl would come and Bee would be left behind. Both dogs knew something was going to happen. Bags and coolers were filled with the supplies needed for a camping trip that would last for three nights. Jay and IContinue reading “Leaving Bee Behind”
This season of my life
It is clear that the seasons are changing. The sun is coming up a little later in the morning and the air is becoming just a tad cooler. There is a carpet of dew that glimmers in the early morning sun and creates a dampness that wasn’t there only a couple of weeks ago. JustContinue reading “This season of my life”
Monkey’s Lost Arm
It was clear who the culprit was. The evidence lay all around him. A piece of fuzz here and a torn off arm there. Monkey had lost an arm and Carl could care less. He lay in the sun as peaceful as could be without regard to his favorite stuffed animal. Monkey had come homeContinue reading “Monkey’s Lost Arm”