From a telephone conversation in mid-March--
Pastor Tom, I think my dogs got saved last Sunday. We were on the couch, coffee in hand, staying at home and getting ready to tune into the online service. By the way, in case you are wondering, Pastor Tom, this is a pretty good way to go to church. You ought to try it some time.
When the service came on, our dogs nestled on the floor in front of us. And then when you started to preach, they perked up their ears and took in every word – seriously! When you came to the closing prayer, our one dog Buddy - Buddy is the name we gave him, but we have no idea what names he has given us - Buddy had his front legs crossed, then put his head on top of them and closed his eyes.
It was very touching, until I realized he was falling asleep. "You can't sleep during Pastor Tom's sermon," I said to Buddy, "that's what the two-leggeds do!" So I gave him a nudge to wake him up.
"Leave poor Buddy alone," came the angelic voice across her cup of steaming coffee. "Can't you tell he's praying? He's got his paws crossed, head bowed and eyes closed." I had to admit that she had a point I couldn't argue with.
Sleeping or praying, you are invited to online worship Sundays at 10 am. I won't be able to see you with a cup of your morning brew, but hope you'll be there all the same.