One night last week, I was out front getting the mail. It’s been about six weeks since our dog Frankie passed away; crossing the street back to my house, the old Golden who lives next door came bounding over for a pet & some loving.
He got his fill and when he was done he stood and looked. He looked at me and then the door to our house. He looked and he looked and then he put his head down and he sighed.
I swear he sighed.
I believe he was waiting for old dog and when the old one didn’t appear, Mr. Golden boy leaned into me and did the only thing he could think to do: he gave me a full body doggie hug and bounded on home.
Don’t you just love that? I do.
And, just for that moment, I felt my Frankie with me sure as the mail I held in my hands.
“But ask the animals, and they will teach you, or ask the birds of the air, and they will tell you. Speak to the earth, and it will teach you, or let the fish of the sea tell you. Every one of these knows that the hand of the Lord has done this. The life of every creature and the breath of all people are in God’s hand.” –Job 12:7-10