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Dog Gone It!

We have a dog in our neighborhood that’s a fence jumper. Every so often, even with the gate shut, he magically appears in the backyard. He’s friendly enough, but we worry what might happen if he gets in when our little dog is out.

We thought we had the problem solved. Our super-athletic trespasser liked to jump the one section of our fence that was four feet tall, so we replaced it with a six foot wooden privacy fence. We now have a tall fence around our whole backyard. “That should do it,” I told my wife.

But wouldn’t you know, one day we looked out and there he was– standing on the back patio laughing at himself in the window. What kind of dog gets over a six foot privacy fence?!

This has to be yet another metaphor for life. We build fences around our circumstances to control them. And then, when something breaches our puny perimeter, we build better ones.

Yet sometimes, no matter how hard we try, IT still happens. They make LifeProof cases for phones, but not for the human condition. And when something jumps the ‘fence’ and comes to the window, it’s easy to feel violated, unsafe and unsure about the future.

Enter God, the creator and sustainer of the universe, who most certainly understands humans. 

He became one.

And, as it turns out, He’s a fence builder too.

You hem me in–behind and before; you have laid your hand upon me.

Psalm 139:5 (NIV)

King David doesn’t mention sideways, but surely the Almighty has that covered as well.😀🙏

So friend, can we agree that whatever we’re facing right now—be it good, bad or ugly—God saw it coming and knows what to do about it?

His Word is His bond.

Kind reader, thank you for enduring my daily posts for one week. After today, I will be back to my normal schedule.

🙏❤️ prayers and love.


Photo by Dallas Reedy on Unsplash


This post first appeared on my blog in September of 2020.

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Christian Blog spiritual warfare

Just Beyond the Gate

I heard them the moment I opened the back door at 3 am. Our geriatric schnauzer scurried to his favorite spot for a potty break, but I hesitated.

It was a whole pack of coyotes, yipping and howling, seemingly just on the other side of our six foot privacy fence. Using an exposed board as a step, I peeked over–into the pre dawn mist. Nothing.

Cooper, our little dog, paid his wild cousins no mind. Yet their eerie cries were unsettling. The only thing between us and them was a few hundred yards of open ground and a wooden fence. “Hurry up, buddy!”

Safely back inside, I remembered this cool product I found online called the Coyote Roller.

It’s a long piece of pipe that rolls under the paws of athletic interlopers. Thus, any frisky varmints who try to clear the fence are quickly returned to the ground.

Back in a warm bed, listening to a now snoring schnauzer, I pondered: “Is there a spiritual equivalent to the Coyote Roller?”

I found one a few hours later, over breakfast, sans coyotes. Revelation chapter 12 tells about a war in heaven. Michael and his angels fight against the dragon, satan and his angels, and prevail. Consequently, the devil and his buddies have to relocate. A voice comes over the loud speaker: “The accuser of our brothers has been hurled down.” Verse 11 reveals the power behind it:

They overcame him by the blood of the Lamb and by the word of their testimony; they did not love their lives so much as to shrink from death.

Revelation 12:11 (NIV)

Kind reader, the blood of Christ, the truths he taught, and our own resolve to hold onto faith, are more than enough to keep any “coyotes” out of the back yard. As a former pastor of mine liked to say, “If you’re willing to stand forever, you won’t have to stand for long.”

Thank you for reading. 🙏❤️


The first photo is by my friend, Gary Fultz. Check out his excellent nature shots here.

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Christian Living thankfulness

Warming Up to Thanks

Despite recent renovations to our almost 90 year old church building, there was no heat for worship service yesterday morning. The temperature outside was 23 degrees Fahrenheit.

It wasn’t that big of a deal; everyone simply kept their coats on. Except for one brother from Northern Germany who was comfortable in his short sleeves. 😀🏝

Our pianist played an introduction to the first hymn, like always, but when the organist came in something sounded off. Apparently, our non electronic pipe organ doesn’t like the cold, because it sounded like a street corner accordion! Hearing a properly tuned piano and an out-of-tune organ playing together grates on the nerves.🙃

Thankfully, sometime during the third hymn, the old organ began to warm up and sound right. It and the piano agreed to play in the same key.🙂

Let them give thanks to the Lord for his unfailing love and his wonderful deeds for men.

Psalm 107:31

I want to give thanks to the Lord. It’s a good idea. Agreed. But there’s a problem: my “thanker” is a little cold. I’m saying the right words but something sounds off.

Yet, the more I “Count my blessings,” as the old hymn says, I warm up to what God has done. Next thing you know I’m playing in perfect tune with heaven’s harmony!

Kind reader, as a wise mentor of mine says, “We learn by doing.” So let’s keep counting our blessings.

Thank you for reading. 🙏❤️ prayers and love.