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Walking Along

The Road to Emmaus - Carl BlochI really need to attach Jesus to my leash.

First He tells Mary Magdalene not to hold onto Him, and sends her away to talk to the disciples.

Now you’re telling me he just popped up somewhere else?

I’m listening.

I’ve got to figure out where Jesus is going so I can follow.

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Now that same day two of them were going to a village called Emmaus, about seven miles from Jerusalem.

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How come you never take me on seven mile walks, person?

I am listening.

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They were talking with each other about everything that had happened. As they talked and discussed these things with each other, Jesus himself came up and walked along with them; but they were kept from recognizing Him.

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Did Jesus disguise Himself, or what?

Nobody seems to be recognizing Him.

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Jesus asked them, “What are you discussing together as you walk along?”

They stood still, their faces downcast. One of them, named Cleopas, asked Him, “Are you only a visitor to Jerusalem and do not know the things that have happened there in these days?”

“What things?” He asked.

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I don’t get it.

Was Jesus pulling their legs?

Okay, I’ll listen.

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“About Jesus of Nazareth,” they replied. “He was a prophet, powerful in word and deed before God and all the people. The chief priests and our rulers handed Him over to be sentenced to death, and they crucified Him; but we had hoped that He was the one who was going to redeem Israel. And what is more, it is the third day since all this took place. In addition, some of our women amazed us. They went to the tomb early this morning but didn’t find His body.

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No wonder they didn’t find Jesus’ body.

He keeps popping up all over the place.

I guess it wasn’t any fun staying in that tomb, so He didn’t

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They came and told us that they had seen a vision of angels, who said He was alive. Then some of our companions went to the tomb and found it just as the women had said, but Him they did not see.”

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They just have to wait until Jesus decides to pop up.

I am too listening.

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Jesus said to them, “How foolish you are, and how slow of heart to believe all that the prophets have spoken! Did not the Christ have to suffer these things and then enter His glory?” And beginning with Moses and all the Prophets, He explained to them what was said in all the Scriptures concerning Himself.

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Did He tell them Bible stories?

I like Bible stories.

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As they approached the village to which they were going, Jesus acted as if He were going farther. But they urged Him strongly, “Stay with us, for it is nearly evening; the day is almost over.” So He went in to stay with them.

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You mean Jesus actually stayed there?

I thought He was just popping in and out.

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When Jesus was at the table with them, He took bread, gave thanks, broke it and began to give it to them. Then their eyes were opened and they recognized Him, and He disappeared from their sight.

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I guess He really was popping in and out.

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They asked each other, “Were not our hearts burning within us while He talked with us on the road and opened the Scriptures to us?”

They got up and returned at once to Jerusalem.

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Too bad they couldn’t just pop back to Jerusalem.

They had to walk seven miles in the dark.

Hey person, you don’t have to take me on that kind of walk.

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In Jerusalem they found the Eleven (disciples) and those with them, assembled together and saying, “It is true! The Lord has risen and has appeared to Simon.”

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More popping.

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Then the two told what had happened on the way, and how Jesus was recognized by them when He broke the bread.

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Jesus even had food.

I’m for sure attaching Him to my leash as soon as He pops in here.

 
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Posted by on April 27, 2014 in Bongo, Dogology, humor

 

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Cat Conspiracy

Bongo and two cats on the couch on the other side of the roomI’m trying to ignore what’s going on behind me, but it doesn’t look good.

Most of the time Gizmo and Scratchy are hanging out in different rooms of the house.

I hardly ever see them together except when my person feeds them.

And then I’m not paying much attention because I’m so busy eating.

But I’m getting really concerned right now.

It looks like a cat conspiracy to me.

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Gizmo and Scratchy on the back of the futon

They never hang out on the same couch together.

They must be planning something.

I wonder how I can get them to move without getting any claws in my face.

Gizmo and Scratchy on the back of a futon

Never mind.

Bongo looking as if he's waiting for something

Hey person, can you throw the ball again?

 
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Posted by on April 26, 2014 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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Arbor Day

Bongo sniffing below a sunlit treeHappy Arbor Day!

Today is the day that everybody celebrates by planting trees.

Which is great, because trees are a good place for me and my friends to leave messages – and to check for them.

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Bongo tied to and tangled on a tree

Well, maybe trees aren’t so great all the time.

Sometimes you can get tangled up in them.

Bongo with his leash around a tree

And sometimes you can’t find the right way around the tree.

I take back what I said about Arbor Day.

We’ve already got enough trees.

 
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Posted by on April 25, 2014 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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Just a Memory

Bongo's head looking over the washI’m taking the memory trail today before I forget.

You see, we haven’t had rain in a very long time.

I’ve almost forgotten what it’s like.

It’s been so long that the county I live in has already posted fire restrictions.

They never post fire restrictions this early in the year.

Maybe somebody should tell them it’s only April.

So anyway, before I forget what rain is like, I thought I’d look back at some pictures my person took from the last time it rained.

She doesn’t make me wait around as much when she takes rain pictures like she does when she’s taking flower pictures, so I like the rain pictures better.

Bongo looking at wet red rocks

The rocks on my trails change color when it rains.

Rain must have some magical dye in it or something that goes away the same time the rain does.

Bongo on rocks with water flowing down

Water flows down the rocks on my trails when there’s rain.

It’s fun to splash in.

Red rocks covered in clouds

Sometimes the rain has giant erasers and it starts erasing the big rocks on my trails.

The rocks always come back eventually, so they must be magic erasers.

Bongo in his puddle

My puddle!

Oh puddle, I almost forgot about you.

It’s been so long since I’ve seen you.

Where are you hiding?

I’m not sure why my puddle only shows up when it rains.

Well puddle, I guess it will be awhile longer till I see you again because…

Bongo on the trail with red rocks and blue sky in the background

I’m really enjoying all this great weather we’re having.

Guess I’ll forget about the rain.

 
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Posted by on April 24, 2014 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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Blooming Yucca

Bongo looking at a yucca plantFor some reason there seem to be a lot of yucca plants blooming on my trails this year.

Usually I’m lucky to see one of two of them.

But this year they’re blooming all over the place.

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Look, here’s another one.

Yucca plant beginning to bloom

This one’s just starting out.

But here’s one that’s halfway there.

Yucca plant in partial bloom

And of course my person has to stop and take pictures of all of them.

I think I need to hide her camera.

Here she goes. Stopping again.

Yucca plant in bloom

Yucca plant in bloom

But sometimes there are advantages to having my person stop at all the blooming yucca plants.

Bongo sniffing below a yucca plant

Sometimes they come with good messages.

But then again, maybe it’s not so good having my person always taking pictures.

Bongo near a yucca plant in bloom

Does my butt look big in this picture?

 
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Posted by on April 23, 2014 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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Earth Day at the Computer

Bongo's faceWhat an excuse!

My person has been sitting at the computer all day.

I mean it. All day!

And she says she doesn’t have time to type up my blog post.

So you know what she’s doing?

She says it’s Earth Day today so she’s making me post pictures of flowers on my trails.

Those flowers that she’s always making me sit around for while she takes pictures of them.

I’m surprised we have any flowers since we’ve hardly had any rain in months.

Maybe I should stop watering them.

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Happy Earth Day everybody!

 
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Posted by on April 22, 2014 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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One Lonely Flower

Bongo and an Indian Paintbrush flowerThis time of year on most parts of my trails there are flowers. Some here, some there.

But enough flowers that my person is constantly stopping to take pictures.

It’s frustrating.

I mean, when I stop to check my messages she’s always dragging me along.

But then she wants to stop and she gets mad if I drag her along.

I do it anyway, unless there’s a good message right near the flowers.

But there’s one part of my trails where I’m safe.

There aren’t any flowers growing there.

Well, there weren’t any flowers growing there.

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But this little flower decided to brave it all by itself.

One Indian Paintbrush flower

Doesn’t it look lonely there?

But now that there’s a flower here my person is going to stop everywhere on my trails to take pictures.

I think I’d better hide this flower.

Bongo and grass

So she doesn’t know it’s here.

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Posted by on April 21, 2014 in Bongo

 

Peeking into the Tomb

Alexander_Ivanov_-_Christ's_Appearance_to_Mary_Magdalene_after_the_Resurrection_-_Google_Art_ProjectPerson, I’ve been waiting all week because you told me there’s more to the story.

But I don’t know how there can be.

I mean, they nailed Jesus to a cross and He died.

Isn’t that the end of the story?

I’m listening, but I don’t think you’ll have anything to say.

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Early on the first day of the week, while it was still dark, Mary Magdalene went to the tomb and saw that the stone had been removed from the entrance.

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I knew it!

There’s no more story about Jesus. You’re telling me a story about Mary Magdalene.

I have to have patience???

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So she came running to Simon Peter and the other disciple, the one Jesus loved, and said, “They have taken the Lord out of the tomb, and we don’t know where they have put him!”

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Why would anyone want to take Jesus if He already died?

I am listening.

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So Peter and the other disciple started for the tomb. Both were running, but the other disciple outran Peter and reached the tomb first.

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I bet I could have run faster.

Yes, I’m listening.

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He bent over and looked in at the strips of linen lying there but did not go in. Then Simon Peter, who was behind him, arrived and went into the tomb. He saw the strips of linen lying there, as well as the burial cloth that had been around Jesus’ head. The cloth was folded up by itself, separate from the linen. Finally the other disciple, who had reached the tomb first, also went inside.

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It’s about time.

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He saw and believed. (They still did not understand from Scripture that Jesus had to rise from the dead.)

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Jesus had to what!?

I’m listening for sure now.

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Then the disciples went back to their homes, but Mary stood outside the tomb crying.

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Maybe if I gave her some loves she’d feel better.

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As Mary wept, she bent over to look into the tomb and saw two angels in white, seated where Jesus’ body had been, one at the head and the other at the foot.

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I knew it!

This story isn’t about Jesus. It’s about angels showing up instead.

I’ll listen! I’ll listen!

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The angels asked Mary, “Woman, why are you crying?”

“They have taken my Lord away,” she said, “and I don’t know where they have put him.” At this she turned and saw Jesus standing there, but she did not realize that it was Jesus.

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I would have known it was Jesus.

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“Woman,” Jesus said, “why are you crying? Who is it you are looking for?”

Thinking He was the gardener she said, “Sir, if you have carried Him away, tell me where you have put Him, and I will get Him.”

Jesus said to her, “Mary.”

She turned toward Him and cried out in Aramaic, “Rabboni!” (which means teacher).

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Maybe Mary Magdalene was blind. She only recognized Jesus when she heard Him say her name.

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Jesus said, “Do not hold on to me, for I have not yet returned to the Father. Go instead to my brothers and tell them, I am returning to my Father and your Father, to my God and your God.”

Mary Magdalene went to the disciples with the news: “I have seen the Lord!” And she told them that He had said these things to her.

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I don’t care what Jesus said. I wouldn’t have let go of him.

I would have attached Him to my leash or something so He couldn’t go missing again.

 
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Posted by on April 20, 2014 in Bongo, Dogology, humor

 

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Stump with a Heart

Tall stump with a red rock shaped like a heart on itI pass this stump almost every day when I go walking on my trails, but there’s something different about it today.

This stump has a heart.

It never had a heart before.

Not until today.

I wonder if this stump went to the Land of Oz and got its heart.

You know, like the tin man who wanted a heart.

So he went and talked to the wizard.

That tin man had to do a lot of hard things to find out that he really did have a heart.

I wonder what this stump had to do.

Maybe build a few rock piles – or knock some down.

Or chase away the aliens when they try to invade my trails.

Or it might have stood guard against those nasty javelina when they tried to eat the prickly pear cactus.

Whatever that stump did, it worked.

And I think I’ll hang around it for awhile because…

Bongo next to the stump with the heart

This stump has heart.

 
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Posted by on April 19, 2014 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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Rock Pile Wars

Bongo looking at new rock piles on the trailThey’re at it again.

More rock piles on my trails.

Right near the part of my trail that everybody passes by.

They should leave the rock piles on the part of my trails where hardly anybody goes.

Those rock piles keep multiplying.

But here there are rock pile wars.

Somebody puts them up – somebody takes them down.

Rock piles don’t last long here.

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But it looks like someone worked hard to make sure these rock piles stay.

That one pile has a double column of rocks.

Bongo checking out the rock piles

I’m getting a bad feeling about these rocks.

I rarely growl, but these rocks deserve one.

Just a low, quiet growl – enough to put those rocks in their place.

Bongo slinking away from the rock piles

And now I’m outta here.

Carefully, so those rock piles don’t get suspicious.

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Guess what!

I went by that spot again the next day and the rock piles were gone.

Up again – down again.

Rock pile wars.

 
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Posted by on April 18, 2014 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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