I didn’t make it to church today, but I found a way to make my own service of sorts. I went to the clinic to see some sick animals at 7 AM. I arrived at 6:30 and took care of the animals that are hospitalized for the weekend, feeding them, cleaning their litter boxes and giving them their medications. I took care of continuing one cat on iv fluids and took blood from him to check his progress. It takes a great cat to be able to draw a blood sample without assistance and not leave the scene with any battle scars, but I succeeded. I left the clinic on foot for home at 9:15 hoping to shower up and continue on for church at 10 in Utica. As I was walking down the highway to home, a neighbor called out to me and came over to meet me. She had a lot to tell me about cancer and diabetes in relatives and questions about how to take care of their dogs while they were in the hospital. I realized that today would not go as planned, but rather as directed, so I shifted gears to a slower speed, and listened. I offered the clinic facilities to keep the dogs when Brent’s kennels are full if she needed our help, and listened and occasionally gave moral support backed by the physical support of our clinic should the need arise. By the time I returned home, it was 10 so I decided to forgo church since it would be almost over by the time I got there, and went instead to visit a couple of shut in former clients I have, one housebound by a stroke and the other by age and arthritis. I had a good visit and left having given encouragement, fellowship, sympathy, and a gospel message , but I left more blessed than when I set out. I felt I was on the Lord’s errand. Brightly beams our Father’s mercy from his lighthouse evermore But to us he gives the keeping of the lights along the shore Let the lower lights be burning; send a gleam across the wave. Some poor fainting, struggling seaman you may rescue, you may save. Trim your feeble lamp my brother; some poor sailor, tempest tossed, Trying now to make the harbor, In the darkness may be lost. Later in the evening, I gave my daughter Mallory and her husband Garrett each a blessing. They leave for Grenada tomorrow to begin Garrett’s study of Veterinary Medicine, and Mallory to make her place amongst the people there. I blessed them both that they would be a great influence for good amongst their contacts there and that they would find wonderful opportunities for service leading to a great love for the people of that island. I have no doubt that by the time they leave the small branch of our church there they will be sorely missed. So today was the type of Sabbath that was the norm for so many years before other veterinarians joined my practice and relieved me of my weekend duties. It was a good day.
Posted on: Mon, 05 Aug 2013 03:28:27 +0000
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