I'm not sure which moment could be labeled as the Best Part. All I know is that the Fisherman and His Family came back. They lingered. We laughed. We cried. We hugged. And for another season, another window, we have said our good-bye's.
The Fisherman and His Family shared in our weekly gathering, our fellowship yesterday, and it was so sweet. It truly is a beautiful thing when believers are gathered together to lift up the Lord, and to edify one another. I love my family.
And then, a miracle happened.
Yep. A bonafide miracle.
The Rascally Dell-Meister finally "got it": If he didn't want to spend his time crated and alone, he'd best get along with EVERYONE . . .Astro, Art, Lori . . .all of 'em. So make friends he did:
All on his own accord. And, I suspect, under the unction of the Holy Ghost!
Ah. Unity.
The Good Life.
For dogs and 'umans alike.
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And here we see that a Dog indeed can return to his Comet -- er, Astro, rather -- and make friends.
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