Thursday- June 2, 2011
Good Morning! Our meetings went well last night. Sorry many of you had to
miss. Please be sure to get your minutes in for the newsletter. Please let Joyce
Kachelries know if you can help on Sat with the meal at First UMC. Even if you
can come for just a little while. There is a sign up sheet at the bottom of this
devotional. Please open it and see where you are able to help. This is for this
Sat as well as June 11th. Also we are still in need of body wash and shampoo.
We have over 1000! Here are some specials you might want to take advantage
of: Kroger deals this week:
Suave Shampoo, Conditioner, or Styler, $1.67
$0.50/2 Select Suave Professionals Products, exp. 6-19 (Red Plum 5/22/11)
$1.17 each wyb 2 after coupon
Suave Body Wash, $1.67
B1G1 Suave Body Wash or Lotion, exp. 6-19-11 (Red Plum 05/22/11)
$0.84 each wyb 2 after coupon
Also those of you using the Kroger card to help our children's ministry program,
thank you. Please see Kathy if you don't have yours yet.
Dustin, my California-bred guide dog, was having trouble outside our Long
Island apartment. We’d gone out for a walk in his first snowstorm and he was
confused. I’m blind, and I wasn’t doing so well, either. No one was out, so there
were no sounds to steer me. Contrary to what many people think, guide dogs do
not find the way for a blind person; the blind person directs the dog. It took a
harrowing 45 minutes for Dustin and me to make it back.
But guide dogs must be walked regularly, and soon I was preparing to head into
the snow once more.
“Why don’t you ask God to go with you?” a friend suggested.
And so I did. Lord, go with Dustin and me. The wind is so fierce, it’s hard to
concentrate on our direction. Lead us.
Snow stung our faces and it was difficult to make a path. Dustin whined a little.
“Okay, boy,” I said to him, “the Lord is with us.” And then I gave him a command
that a blind person gives only when another person is leading the way: “Dustin,
follow!”
Dustin perked up and, to my astonishment, took off as though he knew exactly
where to go. We made it to the street, and then headed back to our building—no
problem.
A young woman trudged up and offered to walk us to our door. “We’ll just follow
your footprints,” she said. “Yours and the dog’s, and that other person’s.”
“What other person?” I asked.
“There’s a dog’s prints. And your prints. And a larger person’s prints. Wasn’t
someone with you?”
I paused for a moment and then I answered, “Oh yes, there was Someone with
us.” There always is.