What Am I Grateful For Today…My Dog Bishop

21 From there, Jesus went to the regions of Tyre and Sidon. 22 A Canaanite woman from those territories came out and shouted, “Show me mercy, Son of David. My daughter is suffering terribly from demon possession.” 23 But he didn’t respond to her at all.

His disciples came and urged him, “Send her away; she keeps shouting out after us.”

24 Jesus replied, “I’ve been sent only to the lost sheep, the people of Israel.”

25 But she knelt before him and said, “Lord, help me.”

26 He replied, “It is not good to take the children’s bread and toss it to dogs.”

27 She said, “Yes, Lord. But even the dogs eat the crumbs that fall off their masters’ table.”

28 Jesus answered, “Woman, you have great faith. It will be just as you wish.” And right then her daughter was healed (Matthew 15:21-28, Common English Bible).

Bishop is a fun little dog. He sometimes makes me smile. He sometimes makes me laugh. And sometimes, he makes me want to pull my hair out. Not often, but sometimes, he can be a real toot. It could be said, he gets that from me. I would never say that, but some would.

Before I go any further, the Bible doesn’t have much to say about pets period and much less about dogs. Well still, this lesson indicates to me that people not only had dogs during the Biblical era, they had inside dogs. I would take that to mean they had dogs as pets. My guess would be, they had domestic cats as well.

I told you yesterday that I had five teeth pulled on Monday. From the minute I came home on Monday, Bishop has been trying to be my “nurse.” Except when he is outside, that dog has not been more than 20 feet from me, most of the time he has been much closer than that.

I feel certain our pets don’t know exactly what is wrong with us, but they do have an understanding that something is wrong. They understand when we aren’t feeling well and it is their great desire to do something to help us., to make us feel better.

The thing is, there isn’t much they can do to make us feel better. I suppose a dog could be trained to go and get our medication for us. There are problems with that. Bishop and most other dogs can’t read so they don’t really know what medication they are bringing us. Additionally, if you are anything like me, I am on more than one medication. If I needed all my medication, even for one time a day, it would take him a while to bring it all to me. Then, on top of all that, all my meds are up to high. He could never reach them.

So, Bishop does what he can. The biggest thing he can do is a ministry of presence. He is always there. He can’t offer advice. He isn’t trained to get me things I need.  He is just there and his presence makes me feel better. He is always ready to give me something else to think about. He loves me to give him attention.

Bishop is a great little dog and I am grateful for him.

That is what I am grateful for. What about you? For what are you grateful? Write it down in your journal and then share it with someone.

Have a blessed day in the Lord.

In Joy and Thankfulness,

Copyright 2017, J. Keith Broyles, All Rights Reserved

One thought on “What Am I Grateful For Today…My Dog Bishop

  1. Dogs are awesome and I grew up with 2 of them. Unfortunately I am unable to have a dog at the moment due to living in such a small space. I am thankful for “bring your dog to work day” which is today. 2 of my bosses have their dogs here, they are the most chilled out dogs. I am also thankful to live in a suburb where just about everyone has a dog so whenever I am out an about I can have a pat and play. How good is God that he would give us dogs!

    Thanks for your post

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