There we were, watching our dog strolling down the busy street, not seeing the car’s headlights coming up behind him, the wheels in direct alignment to his little body. This is how we found our dog after thirty minutes of searching around our new neighborhood. We never imagined we would be spending our third night in Cedar Rapids in panic, looking for Barnaby who had gone astray.
My husband- Ryan- and I have a senior dog named Barnaby, who we commonly refer to as Saint Barnabas, an apostle from the book of Acts. Barnaby is a quirky little fella who doesn’t like hardwood floors, only eats dog food off the floor, and is afraid of air vents. Barnaby is also getting older and has been battling cancer for the past year.
We’ve been enjoying our beautiful backyard that sits next to Indian Creek. We were enjoying some Blue Bunny ice cream out back (introducing my Texan husband to something other than Blue Bell!), and Barnaby wandered around the corner. After only a very short while, we followed him, and he was nowhere to be found. With open arms and tears, we collected Barnaby off of the busy street as the car had slowed down to a stop. An adventurous night to say the least, and Barnaby was oblivious to the whole thing!
That whole evening reminded me of Jesus the good Shepherd, who leaves the ninety-nine to go after the one lost sheep. With open arms, Jesus goes in search of the one lost sheep and rejoices over finding it. Jesus comes to bring abundant life.
Abundant life is what I hope to cultivate in ministry at Lovely Lane, abundant life for our church, our neighbors, our community, and our world.
Ryan and I look forward to welcoming you into our new home that we have named Saint Sallie’s House, after the ecological feminist theologian, Sallie McFague, as well as introducing you to our wonderful, quirky, fuzzy little dog Barnaby.