Spring is the season of life, but it is also the season of death..not all that are born make it…but the majority do.
While feeding with the tractor this evening, Jack, Chances dog, ran under the front wheel of the tractor. I hauled him to the kennel, hoping maybe he’d be alright… he wasn’t.. so in order that he not suffer I put him down.. and buried him…
Just a dog, some might say… not even my dog.. but he may as well have been. I hate suffering in others. I hate having to put animals down, but I know it is kinder than to let them suffer….
So now, I suffer…..
In a small way, it reminds me of how Jesus and his Mother and Father must have felt…..