Reflections from the Heart of Allan Redenius
Everybody loves a good dog story. Here is my story.
Growing up on the farm, with particularly cows, Dad needed a way to bring the cows in for milking every night. Those cows always seemed to like the grass the best that grew the farthest away from the barn. Back then, there was no such thing as an ATV. So, Dad got a Border Collie. His name was Sport.
With the simple command, “go get em,” Sport would run out into the pasture and herd the cows home in nothing flat. Of course, Sport and I became best friends. He guarded me with his life.
Then, one fateful day, Dad announced we were moving to town. Since Sport was a farm dog, city life would be hard for him. So, Dad had a friend who agreed to take Sport. My heart was broken.
Over the next two years, I visited with Sport as often as I could. When together, it was as if we had never been apart. Every time our visit was over, and as we drove off the farm, Sport would chase after the car. I think he may have had a tear in his eye. I know I did.
Then one day we moved back to a farm, only one-half mile from where Sport lived. Before long, Sport was living with his real family again. I was so happy. That dog and I went on adventure after adventure. I was so happy to have Sport back.
This went on for another three years. Then Dad’s health precluded him from farming. Once again, Sport and I parted. Only this time, when Sport was driven off the yard, it was the last I would see him. Again, my heart was broken.
All these years later, I still think of that dog named Sport. If you’ve ever lost a pet, you probably wonder, like I do, if you’ll see it in heaven. I know there are definitely horses in heaven. In 2 Kings 2:11, we read, “…. suddenly a chariot of fire and horses of fire appeared….and Elijah went up to heaven in a whirlwind.”
Introduced, two times separated, one time reunited, Sport still lives on as an important memory in my life. If you’ve lost a pet—I know how you feel.
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