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Tales to Tug Your Heart

Champagne

The Dog Who Wouldn’t Fight
Choose Love

Choices are the hinges of destiny.

P
YTHAGORAS

W
hen my friend Sue came home from work one summer evening in 2002, the last thing she dreamed of finding on her doorstep was a puppy. She loved dogs and had two of her own, but she was cautious. She could tell this pup was a pit bull, and the dog was emaciated. But as she carefully drew nearer, the four-footed stranger smiled and wagged its tail. When Sue sat beside the pup, it climbed on her lap, smothered her with kisses, and wrapped its paws lovingly around her neck.

Since Sue could not remember seeing this pup in the neighborhood, she decided to keep it overnight and check for lost dog flyers in the morning. She felt it prudent not to put the newcomer in the house with her own dogs. After feeding and watering the hungry foundling, Sue made a bed of blankets on her garage floor. The pup immediately curled up and went to sleep.

Later that evening a teenage boy knocked on Sue’s door. He was looking for a missing pooch. Since his description fit the puppy perfectly, Sue returned the dog and thought that would be the end of the story.

It was just the beginning! Next evening, the female pit bull puppy was back. The poor thing looked literally “hang-dog,” as if she’d done something wrong and expected to be beaten. Once again, the young pit bull showered Sue with kisses. Sensing the dog was in trouble, Sue called local animal control for advice. After confirming Sue’s address, they told her there had been reports of people in a nearby house raising pit bulls to fight. The next day arrests were made in the case, and Sue was allowed to keep the loving puppy she named Champagne. “Champ” made instant friends with Sue’s other dogs and has grown into a gentle giant who cuddles under the covers at night and is one of the sweetest canines Sue has ever met.

How Champ knew to flee that fighting environment is a mystery. Why she sought refuge on Sue’s porch is as well. But one thing is clear: this pit bull puppy chose love—just as Sue did by taking her in. Those choices blessed them with each other and changed both their lives forever.

My friends Ruett and Rhonda also chose love. They did so in the face of wrenching tragedy. One night when their sons were small, Rhonda and the boys were at a local park where seven-year-old Evan played in sports leagues. Rhonda was about to drive off with Evan and ten-month-old Alec when gunfire erupted around their car. They were caught in the middle of gang violence. Both boys were hit. Alec suffered loss of vision from metal fragments that penetrated his eye. Evan was fatally shot. Rhonda got in the back with Evan until the paramedics beckoned her to come with them.

There are no words I could ever write that would adequately describe the excruciating pain Evan’s parents suffered…and still suffer. It is searing to lose a child under any circumstances. This was a sudden, traumatic, utterly senseless loss. Nevertheless, in the midst of their pain Rhonda and Ruett made an amazing choice. They knew Jesus as their personal Savior and Lord. They knew that unthinkable as it might be in their human strength, God was calling them to forgiveness and reconciliation. They chose love over hate, forgave those involved in their son’s death, and formed the nonprofit Evan Leigh Foster Foundation. Its mission is to reach out to gang members with the message of God’s love and redemption. They have shared that message personally, one on one. They hope and pray that by bringing gang members to faith in the God who can heal and transform them, gang violence will lessen and other children’s lives will be spared. Their choice to love has changed their own and others’ lives eternally and made them a living illustration of Romans 8:28: “And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose.”

A first-century martyr named Stephen would have understood their choice. He also chose to love those who caused him pain. He was seized and accused of blasphemy because he proclaimed that Jesus was the Messiah and the Son of God. Stephen chose to affirm his faith and defend it biblically. His accusers responded by stoning him. As he was on the brink of death, he prayed for his executioners. Acts 7:60 tells us that he “fell on his knees and cried out, ‘Lord, do not hold this sin against them.’ When he had said this, he fell asleep.”

Champ the dog chose to flee fight training and live out her life loving both dogs and people. Rhonda and Ruett chose to reach out in love and forgive. Stephen chose to pray for those who were martyring him, even as their stones were crushing him to death. Though they all suffered, they did not let pain twist and embitter them. They chose love, and became a blessing to others. Their choices mattered, and so do ours. If we love and obey the Lord and let His love and forgiveness flow through us, even in our toughest times, who knows what difference we might make?

But God demonstrates his own love for us in this: While we were still sinners, Christ died for us (Romans 5:8).

Consider This:

Have you ever chosen to love in difficult circumstances? How did it affect you and others? Are you struggling with such a choice right now? If so, is there someone you might ask to support you in prayer?

The Gift of Life
Love Makes Sacrifices

The only gift is a portion of thyself.

R
ALPH
W
ALDO
E
MERSON

B
aby was a beautiful little boxer who lived with two larger dogs in Rodger and Margy’s backyard. Their house was vacant for the moment. Rodger and Margy were getting settled in a new city, and had left their dogs and kids behind temporarily. The children, Quentin and Dylan, were staying with grandparents who lived near their old house. The boys went back home every day to feed the dogs and play with them.

One day the bigger dogs got out of hand and treated Baby badly. When Quentin came to check on the dogs he found that Baby had been seriously injured and needed medical attention. He called his grandma, Darlene, who hurried to his side. Darlene fought back the tears as they gently wrapped Baby in a blanket and rushed her to the veterinarian’s office.

Baby’s compassionate vet examined her with knowledge and empathy. She needed lots of stitches and staples to put her back together. But unlike the famous nursery rhyme character Humpty Dumpty, there was more involved than repairing Baby’s outer “shell.” She had lost a great deal of blood—so much that the vet was concerned she might not make it through the night.

Rather than leaving her with the night staff and going home to a well-deserved rest, Baby’s vet went and fetched his own beloved yellow Lab, Jake. He extracted Jake’s blood and shared it with Baby. Without the extra platelets from Jake, Baby might have died. The assisting vet also stayed after hours with Baby and lovingly kept her covered with warm blankets, meeting her every need. This was necessary because Baby was in shock.

Baby’s human family was also in shock. They all loved Baby. Why, they wondered, would the other dogs treat her this way? The night was a long one for everybody. They prayed for Baby’s healing and that she would be relieved from all pain.

The next morning, Baby’s humans were anxious to see how she was doing, praying she was still alive. When they arrived at the vet’s office, they found a happy puppy standing by the door of her cage waiting for them. She was well on her way to recovery. The whole family was deeply grateful to the vet for his sacrificial gifts of love, time, and Jake’s platelets. Baby now lives a quiet life with one other—much calmer—little boxer.

Jake’s gift of blood gave Baby another chance at life. My gift of blood gave someone another chance too. I had never given blood before, but the son of my husband’s acquaintance was in a life-threatening circumstance. He needed surgery to live. His blood type was rare so they were asking anyone they knew to give blood if it matched his. Mine did, so I decided this was the time to share it. I went down to the blood bank and gave my blood for this young fellow. I never met him, but the surgery was a success and he recovered well. I’d always thought that giving blood was a huge sacrifice, but I realized it was a small sacrifice and a huge honor. I was glad to do it.

Jake and I gave blood rather painlessly and in sterile surroundings. We didn’t have to die to share it, either. That was not the case with God’s Son. Jesus was horribly and hatefully beaten, then hung on a cross to shed His blood and die for our sins so we could have eternal life. Thankfully, He didn’t stay dead. After three days He rose, just as He’d promised. He met with some of His followers and then went to heaven to prepare a place for all those who accept Him as their Savior.

Jake’s master gave his dog’s blood to save one boxer pup. I gave my blood to help save one man. Jesus gave His blood to save the world. If, like Baby, we receive the life-giving gift we’ve been offered, we will live in God’s presence forever!

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