It is so wonderful to be a rational animal, that there is a reason for everything that one does. --Ben Franklin (attributed)
Friday, March 10, 2006
R.I.P. to my Dog
My Dog died on Wednesday. My dog was 9, and I owned her since she was a six-month-old puppy. She was a Lab-Dalmatian mix named Jordan (a very popular pet-name in Chicago), with a shiny black-Lab coat except for her belly and paws which were white and spotted like a Dalmatian's. Prior to her sudden death, she showed only minimal signs of old age or ill health. At least I will always remember my dog in her prime. That's how I'm choosing to look at it, anyway.
(written in 1989) Inclyti, Israel, super montes tuos interfecti sunt: quo modo ceciderunt fortes! There are no more heroes, and that's how life goes. Of what and whom does this speak? Vietnam, Watergate, Swaggart, and Rose.
I'm so disillusioned, Is there no one left to follow? Rationalizations, justifications... they all seem so hollow.
Humanity's weakness--Satan's strength; Defensive egos offering excuses, I cannot accept them, my mind just refuses, Though the man be defended, integrity loses.
Sin after sin-- Is there no limit to its amount? Man may forget God, but he must give account.
So I end this poem with a simple plan: Fear God, keep the commands-- this applies to every man.
O Risen Lord, the way the truth and the life, make us faithful followers of the Spirit of Your Resurrection. Grant that we may be inwardly renewed, dying to ourselves in order that You may live in us. May our lives serve as signs of the transforming power of Your love. Use us as Your instruments for the renewal of society, bringing Your life and love to all people and leading them to Your Church. This we ask of you, Lord Jesus, living and reigning with the Father, in the unity of the Holy Spirit, God forever. Amen.