John 5:25-29
New International Version (NIV)
25 Very truly I tell you, a time is coming and has now come when the dead will hear the voice of the Son of God and those who hear will live. 26 For as the Father has life in himself, so he has granted the Son also to have life in himself. 27 And he has given him authority to judge because he is the Son of Man.
28 “Do not be amazed at this, for a time is coming when all who are in their graves will hear his voice 29 and come out—those who have done what is good will rise to live, and those who have done what is evil will rise to be condemned.
Greetings!
In an earlier post, I mentioned Autumn, our recently acquired puppy. She turned one year old last weekend – she has more energy than any other dog I’ve ever known. When we take her to the dog park, she is often chased by several other dogs at the park and I have yet to witness any of them running faster that her. I am not sure if she is running out of fear or playfulness, perhaps a little bit of both. She came to us with major anxieties and we suspect that she had spent the first five months of her life in a shelter situation. Perhaps she may have been abused, we’ll never know for sure. She is very loving, clever and is proving to be a great watch dog. If she sees a cat on our front lawn from inside the house, she makes a noise similar to a dog with a paw caught in a door – my best description - a sound that brings me to my knees. She hasn’t done much damage to anything inside the house but can dig a hole in our backyard in what we consider to be record time – webbed toes and curly claws are in her favour, not ours. When given a particularly delicious treat, she will not only dig a hole in the yard, she will place the treat in the hole and cover it back up. Her work is quite impressive. She doesn’t like to be left alone and will whistle if left alone for more than a minute or two. Like a baby, and if one or all of us has the patience to wait it out, she will eventually settle down and fall asleep. Her ears stick straight up and despite gravity, they continue to do so, even when she is sleeping. They move in every which way and are a great indicator as to how she is feeling at any given moment. We don’t know what kind of dog or breed she is – kind of looks like a large Basenji with some other breeds mixed in…Lab? Doberman? Chihuahua? I have dubbed her, “Carolina Dingo” because the shelter in Norfolk told us that she came to them from a shelter in North Carolina and well, quite frankly, she kind of looks like one. She loves to play frisbee, dig up worms and eat them, and sleep on our beds. It’s official, Autumn has won us over and is here to stay. Despite the holes in the yard, she is a blessing to us and we love her!
I hope you have a blessed evening!
Peace, Jennifer








