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By Deborah Moricle
05/21/08
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A few years ago some of our good friends were having to relocate because of their work. The place they lived in at that time was out in the country, which is where we live also. They had a smart Australian Shepherd dog whose name was Shamma. Because they were moving to the city they couldn't take Shamma with them. My husband Buddy had done some work for them on their house so Shamma had already became good friends with him.

When our friends got ready to move, they asked if we would take Shamma. Of course we were glad to get him because we knew what a smart dog he was. It didn't take Shamma very long to get used to his new home and he seemed to really love all the attention he was getting.

One day my mother-in-laws black Lab Snoops came over to visit. Right away Snoops and Shamma hit it off together. Then Snoops started taking Shamma back home with him to my mother-in-laws house. She only lives about a half mile from us. For a while we tried tying him to teach him to stay at home, but as soon as we released him, he was gone again. Finally, we gave up trying to keep him at home. We didn't like having to keep him tied all the time and it seemed no matter how good we were to him, he was still determined to leave. Eventually, Shamma decided he was going to spend the night, not just go for a visit. Then it went from spending the night, to staying gone weeks at a time.

Early one Sunday morning Buddy and I were getting ready to go to church when we heard this loud banging on the door. We went to the door and it was Shamma. He was trying to cry but all he could get out was a whimper. His whole head was swollen about twice its size. He had been bitten by a snake. Buddy didn't get to go to church that morning, instead he took Shamma to the Vet. The Vet gave him a shot and some medicine and sent him back home. Buddy doctored on Shamma for about a week until he finally got well. As soon as Shamma got better, he was gone again.

The other day when Shamma came home I was so glad to see him, but at the same time I was aggravated at him too. I just couldn't understand why he didn't want to stay at home. Then, I heard this little voice inside me say, “Debbie, when is the last time you were disobedient to me and wanted to do your own thing?” At that very moment I had to ask God to forgive me for doing the very things that Shamma had done. I too had left God, wanting to do my own thing, even though God had been so good to me and had shown me, not only how much he cares for me, but how much he loves me. Just like Shamma had forgotten about us, so I had forgotten God, until I got into trouble or was hurt. I am so thankful that God is always waiting for me to come home to him and to heal up my hurts and wounds, no matter where I've been, or what I've done. That day God used Shamma to speak to me, not only about my true self, but about himself as well.

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