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Stuck
Harley!
Harley! The other evening, I called and called my dog Harley. He usually comes
right in, knowing that his supper is waiting on him. But not that night.
Instead he just continued to bark, bark, bark. Being 15 years old (that’s
around 105 to you and me), he neither hears nor sees well anymore. I was afraid
he couldn’t hear me over the sound of his own barking, so I ventured forth into
the cold, dark backyard to find him. His barks were coming from the part of the
yard that has been left “natural” so I picked up a stick to part the weeds.
Even with the stick’s help, I still managed to impale myself on a blackberry
bramble that had sprung up despite the continuing cold weather. After fighting
my way through more weeds, I finally found Harley and saw why he hadn’t come to
my call. In the dim glow of a night-light, I could barely make out my little
black dog and the fact that he was stuck to the spot because the long fur of
his tail had gotten caught in a particularly vicious briar. Realizing I was
there with him, Harley jumped on me as if to say, “Help!” I used my stick to
loosen his fur from the briar’s grasp and he does his part by pulling away from
the thorns. With the two of us working together we finally got him loose and
gratefully headed for the house.
Harley’s
predicament reminds me of the way I have felt in my own life recently. In my
book, Reminiscences of the Last Old Maid
on the Planet, I mention that I once heard someone say the Christian life
is like surfing a tsunami. Sometimes that exactly describes what my life is
like. And then, there are the other times. The times when there is no seeming
movement in my life, when, to use an old sailing term, I feel “dead in the
water”. This is how my life has felt for a while now. Like Harley, I seem
caught by something and stuck in the dark with no way out. Seeing the way
Harley handled being stuck, I realized he had once again taught me how I should
relate to God. In my book I write about a time when God used my dogs to show me
how to love Him. This time, He used Harley
to show me how to trust Him. When Harley found himself caught in the
dark with no way out, he kept barking, trusting that I would hear him and come
to his aid. He reminded me to keep praying, trusting that God will rescue me
from where I am caught. Even though I cannot see a way out of my “stuck” place
in the darkness, I must keep faith that God will provide a way out.
“For we live
by faith, not by sight” 2 Corinthians
5:7 (NIV)
Reminiscences of the Last Old Maid on the Planet
Authored by C. A. Stevens
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