A few days ago I found a heart on my trails.
I’m sure one of my girlfriends left it for me, but she still hasn’t shown her furry face.
And then you know what happened?
The heart disappeared.
Now I’ll never find out which girlfriend it was.
This is so sad.
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But something new appeared where that heart had been.
And even though I might never find out which girlfriend loves me – I know exactly who loves me now.
Jesus loves me!
Woo woo!
Gizmo’s trying to take over my dog jail.
Should I lock him in?
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So last week we left Saul eating and not leaving anything for me.
He’s going to get fat.
He isn’t?
Oh. He goes on lots of walks?
Well, how come he doesn’t take me on a walk?
Okay, I’m listening.
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Saul spent several days with the disciples in Damascus. At once he began to preach in the synagogues that Jesus is the Son of God.
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Saul sure did a turn around after Jesus zapped him with that light, didn’t he?
I am listening.
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All those who heard him were astonished and asked, “Isn’t he the man who raised havoc in Jerusalem among those who call on his name? And hasn’t he come here to take them as prisoners to the chief priests?” Yet Saul grew more and more powerful and baffled the Jews living in Damascus by proving that Jesus is the Christ.
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Maybe Saul should come here. There’s lots of people here who need proof that Jesus is the Christ.
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After many days had gone by, the Jews conspired to kill him,…
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Oh no! I’d better warn him.
Oh wait. Saul isn’t leaving any food for me.
I’ll make him a deal.
I’ll warn him if he leaves me some food.
I am listening.
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…but Saul learned of their plan.
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And he didn’t give me any food for telling him.
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Day and night the Jews kept close watch on the city gates in order to kill Saul. But his followers took him by night and lowered him in a basket through an opening in the wall.
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Did you say that Saul was a basket case?
In that case he probably forgot where he put all his food.
I must really be a leader.
Because today my blog has 1000 followers.
One thousand dogs, and people – and cats – and a few other animals following me.
Of course, some of them say they’re following me but they’re not.
Well, they sort of are.
But if they were really following me wouldn’t I have at least one thousand people and animals reading my posts every day?
And I don’t.
I guess a follower or two dropped off somewhere along the wayside.
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Hey, I know a way to get all those followers following me.
I’ll give a guided tour of my trails.
And invite all of my followers to come along.
I’m sure they’ll all show up for that.
Wouldn’t that be cool?
One thousand people and animals all following along on my trails.
I’m setting the date for tomorrow.
So come on over and get in line.
The first one here gets to step in right behind me.
And I’ll show you what it’s like to follow the leader.
This is bad.
This is really bad.
My people have been so full of mischief that I can’t even wait until Monday Mischief to post it.
I’ve got to get it off my chest now.
I’ve got to let you feel sorry for me know all the horrible things they’ve been up to.
For two days in a row my people locked me in dog jail and went for a walk without me.
And I didn’t get a walk at all.
Something about me maybe wrecking my person’s good camera.
I would not wreck her camera – at least as long as she only used it to take pictures of me.
But what’s worse is all the things my people did.
Without me.
.
Yesterday they went to the creek.
And I didn’t even get to go swimming.
But this dog did.
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Then today a really horrible thing happened.
My people went on my trails to take pictures of the sunset.
Without me.
And while they were on their way to that sunset…
They saw my girlfriend Lucy.
She probably thinks I’m avoiding her on purpose now.
Next time I’m locking my people in dog jail.
There has been an invasion.
In my yard.
And not just one, but two somebodies have invaded my yard.
My person was pulling weeds out in the yard.
No, my person wasn’t the one invading the yard.
But the weeds were.
Oh, that makes at least three somebodies.
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My person pulled up a weed, and there it was.
A big old green caterpillar.
Invading my yard!
And I know there was someone else because – just look at that caterpillar.
An artist was in my yard too.
Painting on that caterpillar.
A pretty good artist at that.
But the artist disappeared before my person exposed that caterpillar.
Otherwise I could have caught two culprits at once.
So I did then next best thing.
I ate the caterpillar.
Note: No caterpillars or Bongo’s were harmed in the making of this blog post.
Somebody really big showed up on my trails when they were muddy.
I’m sure glad I missed out on seeing that somebody.
That could be really scary.
It taught me something though.
Not to take my person for walks on my trails when the mud is out.
Because whoever this is with the big paws likes to play in the mud.
I might get stuck in the mud and be mistaken for a new toy.
Yup, I think I’ll avoid my trails when the mud comes out.
Besides, I won’t get yelled at when I come back in the house.
As I walked along on my trails minding my own business I noticed something new.
It was in a little area where people sometimes hang out.
The place where people stack rocks up into high piles.
Only I guess they got tired of stacking rocks.
Now they’ve decided to plant a garden.
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I decided to check it out.
Those sunflowers are tall and easy to see.
But maybe there’s more garden around here.
Maybe someone planted some vegetables.
Some really tasty vegetables.
I like vegetables.
I’m drooling just thinking about it.
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Wait. This isn’t fair.
It’s torture to start drooling and find nothing tasty to satisfy that drool.
There’s nothing here person.
Let’s go home.
I know you’ve got vegetables treats for me there.
I’m minding my own business, walking on my trails when what should appear, but a heart.
Not just any old heart.
Someone made this heart.
And the logical conclusion is that it was one of my girlfriends.
She must be around here somewhere waiting for me.
She probably wanted to surprise me with this heart first.
And then she’ll give me a bigger surprise by jumping out of the bushes.
Okay, that should happen anytime now.
I’m waiting.
I don’t even hear a bush rattling.
Come on! I know you’re out there somewhere.
Come out and tell me you love me.
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It sure is quiet around here.
Do you think she laid her heart down and left?
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There’s more to the story about Saul?
I liked it where we left him last week – blind and not eating.
Can’t we just leave him there forever?
I mean, he’s a real meanie.
Okay, I’ll listen.
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In Damascus there was a disciple named Ananias. The Lord called him in a vision. “Ananias!”
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I bet the Lord is warning him about Saul.
He already knows about him?
He’d better start running.
I am listening.
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“Yes, Lord,” he answered.
The Lord told him, “Go to the house of Judas on Straight Street and ask for a man from Tarsus named Saul, for he is praying. In a vision he has seen a man named Ananias come and place his hands on him to restore his sight.”
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Oh no!
I think Ananias is in trouble.
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“Lord,” Ananias answered, “I have heard many reports about this man and all the harm he has done to your saints in Jerusalem. And he has come here with authority from the chief priest to arrest all who call on your name.”
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I don’t get it.
If Ananias knows all that, how come he didn’t start running a long time ago?
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But the Lord said to Ananias “Go! This man is my chosen instrument to carry my name before the Gentiles and their kings and before the people of Israel. I will show him how much he must suffer for my name.”
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Now the Lord’s talking.
Make that mean old Saul suffer.
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Then Ananias went to the house and entered it. Placing his hands on Saul, he said, “Brother Saul, the Lord – Jesus, who appeared to you on the road as you were coming here – has sent me so that you may see again and be filled with the Holy Spirit.” Immediately, something like scales fell from Saul’s eyes, and he could see again. He got up and was baptized, and after taking some food, he regained his strength.
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This isn’t good.
If Saul is going to start eating again that’s less food for me.
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