If you’ve popped on over from my blog you already know that Patches, my Shih Tzu, turned eleven today.
Patches is also a Harley-Davidson dude, and he doesn’t require diapers (hubby scoops up the land mines). But he’s as stubborn as a two-year-old. After scolding Patches when he doesn’t obey, he just stares up at me with those droopy, gooey chocolate eyes because he loves me unconditionally.
Last Thursday at 11:30 a.m., I pushed open the screen door. Patches strolled into the backyard to take care of business.
While he sniffed, I bent down and picked up Indy (my Chinese Crested Powder Puff). He was set to go out next. That was all the time Patches needed to mosey on up and over the backyard “out-of-bounds” berm.
I flung open the door again. “Patches, come here, right now!”
Maybe he’s going deaf.
I put Indy back down on the rug. “Patches, do you want a treat?” I yelled, hoping my bribe might work.
Patches hesitated, shook his head, and then sauntered toward the Harley shed.
My sixth sense rang. I scanned the hayloft gangway. Next, the farmer’s field. Phew, no sign of coyotes or skunks.
I whispered, “Jesus, please protect Patches.”
Ten seconds later, a coyote appeared from behind the shed and headed straight for Patches.
My eyes widened. I flailed my arms, screeching, “Patches!”
I leaped off the porch. Patches cast a look over his shoulder at the approaching beast. He didn’t flinch.
My slippers sunk into snow. No words formed.
Time froze. I felt like I was hunkered down in a movie theater waiting for the ax to fall.
The coyote circled, like he was calculating his next move. Gaping jaws opened.
“Patches come!” I screeched. “Patches! Patches!”
The coyote cocked his head, stared me down, turned, and then walked out into the farmer’s field.
Because God cared enough about me to close the coyote’s mouth, just like He shut the lions’ mouths after Daniel was thrown into their den.
“King Darius published this proclamation to every race, color, and creed on earth:
Peace to you! Abundant peace!
I decree that Daniel’s God shall be worshiped and feared in all parts of my kingdom.
He is the living God, world without end. His kingdom never falls.
His rule continues eternally.
He is a savior and rescuer.
He performs astonishing miracles in heaven and on earth.
He saved Daniel from the power of the lions.”
Daniel 6:25-27 (The Message)
Friday evening, I turned on the television and began watching the six o’clock news.
Can you guess what the lead story was?
“Coyote Snatches Little Dog from Owner’s Leash!”
I believe in miracles.
Do you have a miracle story to share?
P.S. I hope you’ll pop on over to my blog as my muse, Matilda, has news to share.