Posted by
Magdalene on Tuesday, January 02, 2007 1:24:44 PM
Finally have been cleared to use my left hand to type. Hope I can find something worthwhile to say.Not to be too maudlin here, but it's been a weekend of death and dying, hasn't it? Both public and private, so to speak. A President is dead, a tyrant is dead, a rock & roller is dead, and a mom is dead. We arrived at church Sunday morning to find our best new friends in tears. She had just gotten word that her mother had died, in her sleep, in the night. Within moments as we comforted them, the body of Christ leaped into action. They would have to drive the 800-mile trip, they said, they couldn't afford airfare for them and the 2 kids. Before we knew it, someone had gotten on the internet in the church office and bought their round-trip open return tickets. A collection was taken up so they'd have cash on hand. Volunteers were found to check on the house and get the mail, and we inherited their 3 dogs.
It's been an interesting couple of days. Our 16-year-old mini poodle and 9-year-old Maine Coon cat are no match for the 2 male dachshunds (1 long-hair, 1 short) and a 1-year-old female Shih Tzu named Cookie, who now runs this house. I have banned her from the office because she has lost some hair under the office chairs, but other than that, we are hers. Drew, the short-hair, is fascinated to distraction by the cat. (The cat does not return his affection.) The long-hair is named Monday, and he snores. None of them is completely housebroken. (Sigh.)
But it's what we do when we belong to each other.
“In Christ we who are many form one body, and each member belongs to all the others.” Romans 12:5 (NIV)