by jakeowensby | Jun 26, 2020 | Matthew 10:40-42
Thunderstorms undo our dog Gracie. Her acute hearing detects them long before our ears get the first clue. She’s like our canary in the coal mine. When she starts shaking, we look for clouds on the horizon and check the Weather Channel app. In the predawn gloom of a...
by jakeowensby | Oct 11, 2019 | Luke 17:11-19
Gracie was around ten weeks old when we adopted her. We had gone looking for an older dog, not a puppy. An abandoned or discarded former pet less likely to be welcomed into someone else’s home. But that’s not how things worked out. Gracie did not jostle with the rest...
by jakeowensby | Oct 5, 2018 | grace
Driving along one of Louisiana’s many country roads, my son Patrick witnessed a man heave a German Shepherd out of a pickup. Only briefly stunned by the impact, the dog rolled to its feet and scrambled after the truck. Patrick gave chase. The driver of the truck came...
by jakeowensby | Jun 22, 2018 | grace
Shortly after our dog Gracie adopted us, I learned that a friend of mine refuses to have a dog. He loves dogs. And there lies the problem. Caring can be painful. For over a decade my friend and his Labrador Retriever had been inseparable. Then his constant companion...
