She sure was a special dog, our Lady. One of our neighbors had a big German Shepherd that was a lap dog. When the dog passed away, the couple was heartbroken. One day the man was sleeping on his couch with his arm behind his head when he awakened to a slippery tongue sliding across his arm. With eyes wide open now, he said to himself, “This can’t be. My dog is dead.” With what few hairs he had standing up on his head, he turned and came face to face with our dog, Lady. She had gone through an open basement door, climbed the stairs to another open door, and showed him her sympathy.
She was just a dog, but she cared for those who were hurting. If a dog can do that, how much more should we be concerned for the feelings of others.
By the way, the brush that Lady had carried home previously was returned to its rightful owner.
Let each of you look not only to his own interests, but also to the interests of others.
Bear one another’s burdens, and so fulfill the law of Christ.
Give it some thought.
Gary