[Duane forwarded this story]
An old, tired-looking dog wandered into the yard. I could tell from his
collar and well-fed belly that he had a home. He followed me into the
house, down the hall, and fell asleep in a corner.
An hour later, he went to the door, and I let him out.
The next day he was back, resumed his position in the hall, and slept for an
hour. This continued for several weeks.
Curious, I pinned a note to his collar: ‘Every afternoon your dog comes to
my house for a nap.’
The next day he arrived with a different note pinned to his collar: ‘He
lives in a home with ten children — he’s trying to catch up on his sleep.’
Then the note concluded: ‘Can I come with him tomorrow?’
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Dr Bob Griffin, www.grif.net
“Jesus knows me, this I love”