Sunday, April 09, 2006

My Weekend, Part One: A stray dog

Thursday night I went to Cedartown on a Singles Leadership Team planning retreat. We stayed in the cabin of a relative of a friend. It was a nice cabin in the middle of no where. My "bed" was on the floor...a stack of thick cushions that you melted into while sleeping. Very comfy!

Friday morning, I walked up the driveway and down the street. A stray dog decided to join me. He chased bugs, birds, squirrels and marked his territory on every mailbox and patch of weeds on the side of the road. My new friend stayed ahead of me just far enough that he could be there to protect me, or so I thought. On the way back to the cabin, two mean looking dogs ran from behind a mobile home. My fierce protector looked up at me and whimpered as if to ask for my help. I told him that he was supposed to take care of me. ;o) We ignored the scary dogs and kept walking. When we got to a cross roads, I realized I couldn't remember the way back to the cabin. I am directionally challenged. (See previous post) I decided to ignore the "Keep out! Private Property" sign and followed my canine escort onto the gravel road. It's a good thing because soon I saw the house number at the end of the driveway. I said outloud "That's where I live." The dog immediately walked down the driveway and up to the front door of the cabin. The irony is the motivational phrase "Walk your dog even if you don't have one" came to mind just before I left the cabin. And I prayed for God's protection too. Hmmmm. Maybe that brown dog was an answer to prayer.


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