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Faith Over Works is Hard to Understand When All God Needs is a Helping Hand |
Better to light a candle for one lost dog than to curse the darkness of man's indifference. Saving just one dog won't change the world but it surely will change the world for that one dog. |
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Rescue Poem by Arlene Pace
(Sepember 18, 1998) Once I was a lonely dog, just looking for a home. I had no place to go, no one to call my own. I wandered up and down the streets, in rain in heat and snow. I ate whatever I could find, I was always on the go. My skin would itch, my feet were sore, my body ached with pain. And no one stopped to give a pat or to gently say my name. I never saw a loving glance, I was always on th run. Some people thought that hurting me was really lots of fun. And then one day I heard a voice.. so gentle, kind and sweet. And arms so soft reached down to me and took me off my feet. "No one again will hurt you" was whispered in my ear. "You'll have a home to call your own where you will know no fear. You will be dry, you will be warm, you'll have enough to eat. And rest assured thata when you sleep, your dreams will all be sweet." I was afraid I must admit, I'v lived so long in fear. I can't remember when I let a human come so near. And as she tended to my wounds and bathed and brushed my fur She told me about the rescue group and what it meant to her She said "We are a circle, a line that never ends, And you are in the center, protected by new friends." "And all around you are those who check the pounds, And those who share their home after you've been found. And all the other folks who are searching near and far. To find the perfect home for you, where you can be a star." She said "There is a family, that's waiting patiently, and pretty soon we'll find them, just you wait and see. And then they'll join our circle and help to make it grow, So to make room for more like you, who have no place to go'. I waited very patiently, the days they came and went. Today's the day I thought, my family will be sent. Then just when I began to think it wasn't meant to be, there were people standing there, just gazing down at me. I knew them in a heart beat, I could tell they felt it too. They said "We have been waiting for a special dog like you." Now every night I say a prayer to all the gods that be, "Thank you for the life I live and all you 've given me. But most all protect the dogs in the pound and on the street and send a Rescue Person to lift them off their feet." |
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Man's Best Friend
The one absolutely unselfish friend that man can have in this selfish world, the one that never deserts him, the one that never proves ungrateful or treacherous, is his dog. A man's dog stands by him in prosperity and poverty, in health and sickness - He will sleep on the cold ground where the wintry winds blow and the snow drives fiercely, if only he may be near his master's side. He will kiss the hand that has no food to offer, He will lick the wounds and sores that come in encounter with the roughness of the world. He guards the sleep of his pauper master as if he were a prince. -- When all other friends desert he remains. - When riches take wings and reputation falls to pieces, He is as constant in his love as the sun in its journey through the heavens. |
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I care not for a man's religion whose dog and cat are not the better for it. Abraham Lincoln |
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If I have any beliefs about immortality, it is that certain dogs I have known will go to heaven, and very few persons.
James Thurber |
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If you take a dog which is starving and feed him and make him prosperous, that dog will not bite you. This is the primary difference between a dog and a man.
Mark Twain |
You think dogs will not be in heaven? I tell you, they will be there long before any of us. |
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If a dog will not come to you after having looked you in the face, you should go home and examine your conscience.
Woodrow Wilson |
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Voice of the Voiceless So many gods, so many creeds, So many paths that wind and wind, While just the art of being kind Is all the sad world needs. I am the voice of the voiceless: Through me, the dumb shall speak; Till the deaf world's ear be made to hear The cry of the wordless weak. From street, from cage and from kennel, From jungle and stall, the wail Of my tortured kin proclaims the sin Of the mighty against the frail. For love is the true religion, And love is the law sublime; And all that is wrought, where love is not Will die at the touch of time. Oh, shame on the mothers of mortals Who have not stopped to teach Of the sorrow that lies in dear, dumb eyes, The sorrow that has no speech. The same Power formed the sparrow That fashioned man - the King; The God of the whole gave a living soul To furred and to feathered thing. And I am my brother's keeper, And I will fight his fight; And speak the word for beast and bird Till the world shall set things right. Ella Wheeler Wilcox, 1850-1919 |
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Hear our humble prayer, O God, for our friends the animals, especially for animals who are suffering; for any that are hunted or lost or deserted or frightened or hungry; for all that must be put to death. We entreat for them all Thy mercy and pity, and for those who deal with them we ask a heart of compassion and gentle hands and kindly words. Make us, ourselves, to be true friends to animals and so to share the blessings of the merciful. Albert Schweitzer |
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You can't buy loyalty they say, I bought it though the other day; You can't buy friendship tried and true, Well just the same I bought that too. I made my bid and on the spot Bought love and faith and quite a lot Of happiness, So all in all the purchase price was pretty small. I bought a single trusting heart, That gave devotion from the start. If you think these things are not for sale, Buy a brown-eyed puppy with a stump for a tail. Author Unknown |
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Why am I being put to sleep When there is a promise I need to keep Of playing, snuggling and giving joy To a little girl or lonely boy. God put me here to make them glad, Did I do something wrong? Was I bad? Save a Homeless Puppy, Rescue an Older Dog |
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The poor dog, in life the firmest friend, The first to welcome, foremost to defend, Whose honest heart is still the master's own, Who labours, fights, lives, breathes for him alone, Unhonour'd falls, unnoticed all his worth, Denied in heaven the soul he held on earth, While man, vain being hopes to be forgiven, And claims himself a sole exclusive heaven. |
 DO I GO HOME TODAY My family brought me home cradled in their arms. They cuddled me and smiled at me and said I was full of charm. They played with me and laughed with me and showered me with toys. I sure do love my family, especially the girls and boys. The children loved to feed me, they gave me special treats. they even let me sleep with them all snuggled in the sheets. I used to go for walks, often several times a day. They even fought to hold the leash, I'm very proud to say. These are the things I'll not forget my cherished memory, because I now live in the shelter without my family. They used to laugh and praise me when I played with that old shoe. But I didn't know the difference between the old ones and the new. The kids and I would grab a rag, for hours we would tug. So I thought I did the right thing when I chewed the bedroom rug. They said that I was out of control, and would have to live outside. This I did not understand, although I tried and tried. The walks stopped, one by one; they said they hadn't time. I wish that I could change things, I wish I knew my crime. My life became so lonely, in the backyard, on a chain. I barked and barked, all day long, just to keep from going insane. So they brought me to the shelter, but were embarrassed to say why. They said I caused an allergy, then they each kissed me goodbye. If I'd only had some classes, when I was just a little pup, then I would have been a better dog when I was all grown up. "You only have one day left." I heard the worker say. Does that mean I have a second chance? DO I GO HOME TODAY? |
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The saddest are these: It might have been. |
Weep |
Heaven |