On the way home from church this morning my oldest friend, Mal-Mal, and I picked up three little doggies on the side of the road. Mal-Mal is sweetest, kindest, most compassionate girl in the world and I couldn't say no to her and three puppies.
Now, my parents have three puppies at their house. They are so ready for me to return to the Big D. Especially since I keep feeding the doggies. And I named them.
I mean, I was just trying to love those dogs like Christ loves me. They are dirty, ragged, filthy, hungry little dogs and I love them. Just like I am dirty, filthy, awful and Christ loves me.
I cannot wait to share that lesson to a Sunday School class some day when I am 45. Money.