You know, my dog is fully cognizant of, and appreciative of my existence, and all I do is give him the occasional milk bone and a few pats on the head. I can not imagine it possible that he would not be aware of one who is infinitely more benevolent, omnipotent and omnipresent than little ole me.
Amen. Plus, I like to think i worship a Christ who doesn’t lack so much self-confidence that He can’t understand why anyone one of the (social) beings He created would have love for other of His beings as well. Kinda think that would be the whole point....
God put dogs here on earth
to find out if WE merit heaven
Here's one of my favorite excerpts from a 2012 interview with novelist, Dean Koontz:
"A Big Little Life" was Koontz's tribute to his dog, who lived less than 12 years.
"The more I watched her she seemed to be the embodiment of grace and more," reads Koontz.
The 65-year-old writer rarely does television interviews, but he granted this one in part because he wanted to talk about Trixie.
"And I kept being changed by this dog, by her exuberance," he says. "And it opened my eyes to how much I started turning off the beauty of the world out of busy-ness."
Trixie came to Koontz and his wife Gerda when she was three years old, from Canine Companions for Independence, an organization that trains assistance dogs. Trixie had helped a young woman who had lost both her legs before a joint injury forced her into retirement.
Koontz recalls a mystical moment with his dog, when they were lying in the hall staring into each others' eyes.
"And I said, 'I know what you really are.' And she raised her head up and gave me this strange expression," Koontz says. "And I said, you're not a dog. You're an angel.' And she shot to her feet and ran the length of this hall and stood at the far end."
"I actually had to get down on the floor and coax her to me," Koontz continues. "And I brought her to me and it had put the hairs up in the back of my neck. And I said, 'all right. I'll never say that to you again."
"I say in the book, I think she was a theophony, an entrance of God into my life."
I so "get" that. The dog I've had for 7 years now has never once permitted me to doubt or question my faith.