Looking out from a small restaurants' window, watching the beautiful morning God gave us, while enjoying my breakfast, I observed the following.

In the open bed of an old beat up pickup truck sat an old beat up dog. It appeared to be a Labrador Retriever. A big dog, probably about 100 pounds.

An old man that also looked a little beat up wandered down the street and stopped when seeing the dog.

The man looked at dog, the dog looked at man.

 

Dog wagged tail, in an excitingly friendly gesture.

The old man approached the dog, petted and talked to him.

After about five minutes of this, the man laid his forehead on top of the dogs' head and both stood motionless for sometime.

Neither said anything. To me they seemed to be transferring thoughts of mutual respect, love and caring for each other.

In my mind I joined them.

Heads separating, the man bid the dog farewell and entered the restaurant. When I asked if he knew the dog he answered "never saw him before ten minutes ago, but I made a new friend this morning".

I paused and thanked God for the blessing of sharing that experience with them. During these times of hate and turmoil we are bombarded daily with countless examples of evil and negative inputs.

What a joy to know we have a God to send us experiences such as this one to remind us that love and good still exists for those that seek them.

 

Written by another beat up old man.

How do you create a friend, simply be a friend!