Meet Spot, my latest ‘excuse’ for not posting.
Spot, aka Microchip, is a Lancashire Heeler – a rare British dog breed. We found one wandering in the road over 20 years ago, and I was thrilled to find that he was a proper breed and not some random mutt. Chip was with us for 17 years, and until his last year was still willing to walk as far as we cared to go.
We planned on getting another dog when I retired. Putting on weight since giving up the evil weed gave some urgency to finding one – I feel a bit lost walking in the Forest (the ‘New’ one in Hampshire) without a dog. Having sold Mum’s house, and with Christmas over, we decided it was time to get serious. My husband had been keeping an eye on the Heeler Club website and found ONE puppy available in the whole of England – and he was just the other side of the Forest!
That was a fortnight ago; Spot has been with us a week now and we’re slowly settling into some sort of routine. It will be some time before he’s able to go on proper walks. He’s confined to the garden or being carried until he’s had his second jab, and then only short walks for the next three months or so. Heelers are small cattle dogs, they may be small but they’re all dog – not toys. When full grown, they’ll keep going all day. Thanks to Caroline and Stephen of MadinCrowd Hardy Heelers for such a lovely, well socialised puppy who’s currently using the crook of my arm as a chin rest as he sleeps beside me in an armchair.
In the meantime, I’m continuing with my meditations on Jesus. I’ve started working through Ephesians and this morning had a relook at Ephesians 1:9 ‘…[God] made known to us the mystery…’ which led me to Colossians 1:27 ‘…God has chosen to make known… the glorious riches of this mystery, which is Christ in you, the hope of glory.’
What a phrase to meditate on:
‘Christ in you, the hope of glory.’
Sometimes, if we are feeling very low, these words can seem to mock us. And yet… even then, something deep inside says ‘yes and amen’. Deep calls to deep and we know that this vale of tears will pass, the weeping lasts for a night and JOY comes with the morning. We may not be deliriously happy, but deep inside there is an inner contentment that is unshaken by outside events.