The day started with a bit of coffee at Creperie Cafe where Charlie rebuked a corgi mix and a jogging sinner or two. Once in the office, he modeled godly behaviors such as sitting and staying and began storing up treats in his tummy where neither moth nor rust can destroy and where thieves can not break in and steal.
In time, a local parishioner, Cocker Spaniel Micaiah, stopped in for counseling.
Naturally, Charlie consulted The Prophets.
The session was so successful that it led to a spontaneous choral offering.
When Michaiah went forth to prophesy, Charlie observed Sabbath. And it was good.
RIP Charlie, 6-7-2014. RIP Micaiah, 5-19-2017
Aileen Mitchell Lawrimore is a mother x 3, wife x 28 (years not men), minister, speaker, writer, retreat leader, and lover of beagles and books. She has a lot to say.
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