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A spiritual foundation for providing care
It was a cold, drizzly autumn day. We live down an obscure driveway, up a long hill, way up in the woods. So it was unusual when an unexpected car drove all the way up to the house. When I looked out, there was a disheveled-looking woman standing on our front step with a dog on a leash. I hesitated opening the door, a bit wary of this seeming intrusion on this quiet afternoon. But I peeked out and greeted her.
The woman sat down on the woodpile outside the front door. She had been driving around our little town looking for a home for her dog, as she was moving and the dog couldn’t go with her. Would we please take the dog? She started crying, and I realized she was inebriated.
I prayed to express God’s lovingkindness for His children.
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