Chuck Terrill: Rinsed off, again and again
I bought a tea cup Yorkie, for my wife, at Christmas time.
I fought the idea of getting a house dog for a long time. My wife, Mary, wanted a Yorkie for a long time. They are cute, but they are also expensive (wives and Yorkies). The Yorkshire terrier was 10 weeks old when we got him, and now, at 7 months old, he is nearly full grown. He weighs a rock solid four pounds.
Though I resisted getting attached to the dog, we are now close friends. I play with him every night. He jumps up into my recliner and rough houses with me. When I get home, he comes running to greet me. It feels good to be missed when you are gone. I hate to admit it, but macho man that I am, I have fallen in love with that dog.
All winter long, Charlie stayed in the house, but now that the weather is warm, he likes to go outside to play and explore. We live in the country, so when he is outside, I go with him to protect him from an owl that roosts in the trees behind our house. The owl is there to hunt moles in our yard, and we have seen him sweep in and come up with talons full of mole. I can just imagine my little dog being carried away by a bird of prey.
Today, Charlie ran under the barbed wire fence into the cow posture adjacent to our property. There was a very fresh, large, green cow patty on the other side of the fence. Charlie looked at it. He sniffed it. Then he jumped into it with all fours. He was in up to his chest in cow pie. He loved it! The look on his face said, “I was born for this.” He basked in the warmth of the fresh bovine deposit. He grinned his cute little Yorkie grin, and then began to wallow in the stuff.
I shouted doggie commands to no avail. “Stop!” “Quit it!” “Come!” He didn't listen. It was the happiest moment in his seven month old life. I, on the other hand, had a choice to make. Leave him in disgust while I posted a “free dog” ad on Craigslist, or rescue him.
It was all I could do to reach in and rescue all four pounds of stupid, smelly, squirmy, green bellied dog. It was all I could do to trudge him into the house and plop him into the utility sink. The water turned green pretty quick, and just so you know, you can stain a utility sink with cow manure.
Disgusted as I was, he finally rinsed clean. I dried him off, and all was right with the world again. But, I know there will be a “next time.” I'll have to watch him close, because I know that he is now addicted to cow pies. But I'll clean him up again. And again. And again. Why? Because, for some reason, I have grown to love Charlie.
What I do for the love of Charlie, Christ has done for me. Again and again. Why? For some reason, Jesus loves me.
“If we confess our sins, He is faithful and just and will forgive us of our sins and cleanse us from all unrighteousness” (1 John 1:9).
Chuck Terrill, who has doctorates from Master Theological Seminary and Trinity Seminary, is the senior minister at First Christian Church in Cassville. He may be reached at 471-847-2460.