Please pray for Bumper

Bumper is going to be released from suffering (and from putting up with me) this morning. Please pray for us.

Mike

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Sermon from October 11, 2015
 

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Andy Cook on Wednesday, 14 October 2015 08:55

Mike, I'm so sorry. Family pets are just that - family.

Lisa and I had to release our family dog of many years, nearly 3 years ago. Still, this long after, I think of her and miss her greatly.

Dogs are loving companions, a gift from God.

Peace

Mike, I'm so sorry. Family pets are just that - family. Lisa and I had to release our family dog of many years, nearly 3 years ago. Still, this long after, I think of her and miss her greatly. Dogs are loving companions, a gift from God. Peace
Robert Keefer on Wednesday, 14 October 2015 10:18

Here's a poem that means a lot to me:

A DOG FOR JESUS
(Website says Rudyard Kipling; I don't know, I just know it helped me when Omega died.)

I wish someone had given Jesus a dog.
As loyal and loving as mine.
To sleep by His manger and gaze in His eyes
And adore Him for being divine.

As our Lord grew to manhood His faithful dog,
Would have followed Him all through the day.
While He preached to the crowds and made the sick well
And knelt in the garden to pray.
It is sad to remember that Christ went away.
To face death alone and apart.
With no tender dog following close behind,
To comfort its Master's Heart.
And when Jesus rose on that Easter morn,
How happy He would have been,
As His dog kissed His hand and barked its delight,
For The One who died for all men.

Well, the Lord has a dog now, I just sent Him mine,
The old pal so dear to me.
And I smile through my tears on this first day alone,
Knowing they're in eternity.
Day after day, the whole day through,
Wherever my road inclined,
Four feet said, "Wait, I'm coming with you!"
And trotted along behind.

Here's a poem that means a lot to me: A DOG FOR JESUS (Website says Rudyard Kipling; I don't know, I just know it helped me when Omega died.) I wish someone had given Jesus a dog. As loyal and loving as mine. To sleep by His manger and gaze in His eyes And adore Him for being divine. As our Lord grew to manhood His faithful dog, Would have followed Him all through the day. While He preached to the crowds and made the sick well And knelt in the garden to pray. It is sad to remember that Christ went away. To face death alone and apart. With no tender dog following close behind, To comfort its Master's Heart. And when Jesus rose on that Easter morn, How happy He would have been, As His dog kissed His hand and barked its delight, For The One who died for all men. Well, the Lord has a dog now, I just sent Him mine, The old pal so dear to me. And I smile through my tears on this first day alone, Knowing they're in eternity. Day after day, the whole day through, Wherever my road inclined, Four feet said, "Wait, I'm coming with you!" And trotted along behind.
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