My Salvation in a moment of despair and hopelessness a Canine came to me.


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My Salvation in a moment of despair and hopelessness a Canine came to me.

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“A dog is the only thing on earth that loves you more than he loves himself.” ―Josh Billings

Dark Night of the Soul

The story I am about to tell you is true, apparently what I encountered is so rare no pictures are available. I found one, but it was not available for purchase, that means I won’t use it.

Many years ago I had made several poor choices in a row, yet again, and found myself in a bit of trouble. Ending up downtown, without my vehicle, I began walking up the hill towards home.

Despair surrounded me, unemployed at the time, my mind raced around touching on each insurmountable problem then going to the next. My depleted intellect couldn’t see any hope or a way to light at the end of the tunnel.

It was a warm day and I had been walking on a steep incline. Deciding to stop in small neighborhood park,I was leaning back against a railing. My eyes were closed as I tilted my head back to receive the warm sunlight.

I was watching those lava lamp like lights that appear under closed eyelids while blocking out bright sunlight.

There was no gratitude within me at that moment, I was wallowing in a deep, dark, black hole. Completely unable to see anything of value in my life, I was calling out to God, “please help me”

And then it happened…..

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A Kind Re-framing from the Heavens

Something brushed up against my leg while a warm and wet object simultaneouslytouched my hand. It startled me out of my painful trance and I looked down to see what had happened.

It was the face of a wonderful Dog looking up at me, it seemed to be smiling.

My heart lightened quickly as a sigh escaped my bowels. My joyful reaction was to reach for him, hoping to enlarge the experience with touch.

But as soon as he appeared, the wonderful canine moved on before I could make contact. I watched him hop away while feeling astonishment,

He only had one Leg.

He hopped over to a tree and then leaned against it. That’s the only way he could stop, finding something or someone to lean on.

As he leaned against the tree bark, his tail waged ferociously as he scanned the park for his next victim. Soon he spotted a young girl and was off to make another contact, he joyfully hopped towards her. There was only one word to describe what was inside him, perpetually overflowing, and being shared with whomever he could find,

JOY!

Back in my brain, here is what the dialogue looked like. It said to me, “Oh my God, that poor dog!” and continued “he only has one leg, why is he so happy? Doesn’t he know he’s missing three legs?”

As I continued to watch him, I felt a tear escape the orbit of my left eye. My body began to shudder, hyperventilating and I began to cry.

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Light at the End of a Tunnel

Whilewiping a tear from my cheek and trying to gain my composure, I kept my eyes on him. He circled the park several times. Holding my hand out hoping for another chance to pet him, it was futile.

Again my brain, “doesn’t he know he should me miserable” I thought.

It was then that I realized this was a divine moment. As I continued to watch him I felt my anxiety lesson. He hopped away towards the street where a car door opened and he jumped, disappearing inside. The car started and began to move, just like that, he was gone.

Looking around to see who was there, I noticed just a few people. The event had not seemed as profoundto them as it did to me.

Looking back up at the sun, closing my eyes once again, suddenly, I was transformed. I thought….

“A Dog with only one leg knows more about living a joyful life than I do”.

Now I felt ashamed.

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An Intervention

As I tried to make sense of the experience and my thoughts and reaction to it I realized something.

At the exact moment the little Dog appeared I had been praying to God for help.

Continuing to examine, I wondered why I thought my idea of misery should be universal. I began to realize how self centered I was being. I had all my limbs, everything worked, there were people who I loved, and who loved me.

I had a Dog myself, waiting for me to get him from the dog pound, another story. A home, a car, a beautiful Sister, a Mother and a Father. Even a job offer waiting for my decision. Apparently I was connected to something else, a higher power who had answered my prayer, sending help.

There were also passions in my life, like photography, writing, and painting. How could I have gotten so low?

That was it, enough already, wiping my face again, I set back out, walking towards home.

Realization and determination reappeared within in me, I could begin again….


I’ve written what I set out to, I better run. I hope you found some value in this article. Until next time, Cheers, Christopher

© Christopher Boswell 2019. All Rights Reserved.


Christopher is a Serial Published Content Creator, Photographer, Writer and Seeker who enjoys loving, creating and sharing daily to live! Arranging text to reach that one person while documenting and remembering.
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Christopher is a Serial Published Content Creator, Photographer, Writer and Seeker who enjoys loving, creating and sharing daily to live! Arranging text to reach that one person while documenting and remembering.

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