Covered in feces. Filth. Grime. Grit. Matts. Shivering. Hair so long she could hardly see out, and nobody could hardly see in. Nobody wanted to anyway. Five pounds of abandonment, neglect, rejection, and, soon, euthanization. Waiting on a cold, cement floor in her prison cell block like shelter in rural Ohio.
|Little Faith is in heaven. I rescued her several years back.
She lived only a very short while after rescue.
I drove 16 hours in a single day to rescue one dog. She was not the one. I came home with several. I was not allowed to take her. I was haunted by her brokenness. One day later, I called the shelter to apologize for my bad attitude. How could I not be angry at what I had seen? I had so much yet to learn about love and forgiveness.
The shelter said I could have her. Sixteen more hours of driving in a single day, 48 hours after my first trip. A snow storm. Bumper to bumper traffic at midnight. I accomplished my mission. She was safe, loved, and lived for only a very short time after.
“Why God would you send me that far to pick up a dog that lived so short a time when there are so many dogs closer by?”
His answer was simple. “That is the distance I will go for you,” He told me.
How could I argue? Nothing will ever compare to the distance the Lord has gone to rescue me. He walked across forever to hang on the cross for the world’s sins, but He didn’t stop there. He has never stopped waiting for the world He died to put its trust in Him.
The Lord rescued me and placed His heart in mine. Now I want to go the distance with Him – denying myself, taking up my cross, and telling you, “He wants to rescue you. Surrender. Open the door of your heart and let Him in. It is not too late. He is waiting for you. Do you hear His voice? Answer Him. Come home.”
“Behold, I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears My voice and opens the door, I will come in to him and dine with him, and he with Me.” Rev. 3:20 NKJV
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