Hershey, my chocolate labrador, had her nose in the door entrance when I was sweeping behind some furniture yesterday. She characteristically lunged for the crust of bread in the pile of dust. I shock my hand at her and told her to go outside. Uncharacteristically,
she ignored me and kept trying to get the crust of bread from the pile. Again and again I told her off and tried to shoo her away (she is usually obedient). Finally, she dived in with her brown bulk and grabbed the crust, much to my frustration. I used the
broom in my hand on her nose, though I felt it donked her rather roughly. She looked at me in pain and scurried away.
When the children arrived home from school, I heard one call to another to hurry up and feed Hershey! The child on duty for the animals
had forgotten her morning job! I felt soooo bad that I had donked her. She was just really hungry!!
Today, on my run, Hershey stayed behind me most of the way, at my heels instead of dog-dancing on ahead in delight. I thought of
how much crime there is in the world, and the hateful anger and selfishness behind so many people's actions. I can guarantee they are all hungry!!!
Jesus calls us to feed - to give out food, to pass on morsels of sustanence, to gift life-giving
stuff. To give them the Author of Life itself.