Rejection To Royalty
Jeanette Berry May 1994
When my interpreting assignment
sent me with a deaf girl to the Delaware S.P.C.A for a nine-week
stint my husband understandably express a concern. He
reminded me we did not need any more dogs. (We had two
already). I was determined I would not succumb to the
temptation to bring a dog home.
Each day was a challenge and I was
quite proud of my ability of remaining detached. Then an old
couple brought in two little Shih Tsu dogs. They are very
small dogs that look like mops. These tiny dogs were about
five years old, and it was difficult to distinguish between the
head and the tail. They were two females from the same
litter and had never been separated. Numbers tattooed on
them proved they had been show dogs, but their fur was matted and
it was obvious that their former owner had been unable to care for
them. My deaf girl and I spent hours
working on them at the SPCA, yet no one adopted these adorable
little creatures. A worker said it is difficult to get anyone to
adopt five year old dogs.
Each day the looked so pitiful,
scared and lonely. Each day my heart longed to take away
their fear and make them feel loved. I knew the schedule at
the SPCA and new their time was running short, but I also
remembered my husband's admonition, "No more dogs!". Monday
they would be put to sleep and as I went to the SPCA I told the
driver, "If those little dogs are still there I know I cannot
resist." They were there, looking worse than ever. I
decided I had to save one of them, but the workers reminded me
these two had never been separated. Thinking, "how will I
ever explain this to Tom" I agreed to adopt them both.
When I arrived home with my
surprise, Tom said, "I can't believe you did this." I
really couldn't believe I did it either. Dianne walked in
just in time to see one of them and she began laughing. Then
she saw the second one and really laughed.
Bootsie and Hershey (we did not
name them), became an entertaining part of the household.
They get the best of food, lots of care and loving attention and
are living the life of royalty. The love heaped upon them
has rid them of their fears. They prance around wanting to
be loved on.
Bootsie and Hershey were destined
for death. They were adopted, cleaned up, cared for, and
loved. They are blossoming in the loving environment.
It constantly reminds me of what Jesus did for us. We were
under the sentence of death, but Jesus loved us, adopted us into
His family, provided for all our needs and we have become royalty.
As these two little dogs prance about so happily I am reminded how
I am so happy in Jesus. I walk so securely, reveling in His
love, living sumptuously and securely in God affection.
"He brought me up also out of an
horrible pit, and out of the miry clay, and set my feet upon a
rock and established my goings and he hath put a new song in my
mouth, even praise unto our God; many shall see it and fear and
shall trust in the Lord. Blessed is the man that maketh the
Lord his trust." Psalm 40:2-4a
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