Every year I write at least one column about my dog, Buddy, a tri-color Pembroke Corgi who found his way into our home seven years ago. Animal Control picked him up off the streets of Fort Worth, skinny and sick. They called Corgi Rescue and Corgi Rescue called us.
When we met Buddy it was love at first sight. We adopted him, kennel cough and all. He was little more than a year old, I think. Now he is approaching middle age in dog years. He is not as fast as he once was and he carries a little more weight in his mid-section.
Buddy has a way of teaching me things about God if I take the time to listen and watch and reflect on our relationship. Shortly after we adopted him, he told me his story: how he got lost on the streets of Fort Worth, was befriended by Barney the Bloodhound and ended up in “dog jail” when the “dog police” caught up with them. I wrote it down for my grandchildren and published it as an e-book on Amazon, Buddy the Floppy Ear Corgi.
Buddy likes to go fishing in my flat bottom boat. The front of the boat is his. He stands in the front and sniffs the wind to locate the fish. He is good at it. At least he thinks he is. Corgis think they are good at anything.
Once he leaned too far and sniffed too hard and fell in the lake. Corgis aren’t built for water. Their stubby legs don’t give much traction for swimming. He coughed, sputtered, went under and splashed for all he was worth until I grabbed him and hauled him back into the boat, soaked and shivering.
It reminded me of Peter’s experience when he leapt from the fishing boat to meet Jesus on the Sea of Galilee. I expect Peter was a better swimmer than Buddy, but there he was splashing and floundering around in the sea, helpless. Until Jesus reached out, lifted him up and hauled him back into the boat.
God has done that for me many times. Across the years I have fallen out of the boat financially, unable to sleep at night, worried about how to make ends meet. I have sunk over my head in work, overwhelmed by responsibilities and challenges. I have found myself drowning in grief with the loss of someone I love..
Every time I have fallen into waters over my head, He has pulled me up and hauled me back into the boat. He is strong enough to save me and He will not let me drown when circumstances threaten to overwhelm me.
Jesus said, “In the world you have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world.” (John 16:33). “The Lord Himself goes before you and will be with you. He will never leave you nor forsake you. (Deuteronomy 31:8).