[Read Episode 15 yet? Or you may want to begin at the beginning: Episode 1]
What? LeeRoy in Danger? Absolutely!!
So LeeRoy asked me to update his friends.
He’s been overly concerned these days about challengers to his territory. Apparently this group of about 5 Coyotes (pronounced Ky-OH-tees) have been showing up in our second field at between 9-10PM every night for the past week or so. They look lean, mean, and hungry.
One comes out into the garden baiting LeeRoy. The pack’s glowing eyes can be seen in the opening from our first into our second field when we shine our car’s headlights there. SO . . .
The alpha coyote comes into LeeRoy’s garden (Remember: LeeRoy the Garden Dog). He immediately gets LeeRoys attention. LeeRoy starts barking like crazy. LeeRoy’s bark is scary too–really low and loud! The coyote turns to run so that LeeRoy will run after him to the second field–where the pack stands ready to attack him. BUT . . .
They don’t know LeeRoy. They underestimate his cowardice. He is extremely afraid of other dogs (yes, even girl dogs) so he won’t give chase, he simply moves away from the garden closer to the house. Barking over his shoulder. The closer he moves to the house, the more he barks (as though he’s really tough). The lead coyote is baffled, but keeps trying to bait LeeRoy by running at him and then turning with his tail between his legs when LeeRoy barks at him.
Last night, Cheryl–who lives with us–tells me that her headlights are on the pack. So I grab my gun (pellet) and take a shot at the gang. The noise of the gun going off (I was surprised how loud the pellet gun sounded. I think a .22 would have been quieter.) scares LeeRoy. So LeeRoy runs away from me right toward where the gang is laying in ambush. We all start calling, and whistling for LeeRoy to come back. I hide the gun behind my back.
Cheryl goes down, grabs his bowl and starts clanging it with a spoon as she shovels food into it and hollers for LeeRoy. Luke–who also lives with us–calls for LeeRoy too.
LeeRoy stops just short of where they’re hiding and heads back a little and sits to see what all the noise is about at his food bowl. Every once in awhile glancing over his shoulder at the opening in the field.
Meanwhile, the coyotes are pacing back and forth and the alpha coyote heads out of the garden, back toward where his gang is hiding. They’re frightened by all our shouting for LeeRoy. So we realized . . . we can’t get LeeRoy into the house. We can’t shoot at the coyotes or chase them with my machete or LeeRoy will think we’re after him. But that gang won’t give up. They’ll be back again tonight.
What’s the solution?
This is where you (or someone you know)come(s) in. If you have a solution, please comment here. If you know someone who has a solution, why not help LeeRoy by sending this post to them so they can respond to us? Thanks.
QUESTION: What do you think we should do to help/protect LeeRoy from this evil, hungry looking bunch? I’m opened, though I can’t speak for LeeRoy.
©2012, David C Alves
The following journal entries describe what I was experiencing just prior to my six month sabbatical which began in March of 2010. The dark night of the soul was a difficult place for me. God allowed me to be sifted. At the time, I did not fully understand what I was going through. That understanding came months later:
How I desire to see you stretch forth your arm and your holy hand. We need to be touched by your love.
Some of what I have been experiencing, I don’t want to forget because I want to be able to identify with other pastors who are (or have) experiencing a similar burn-out or depression. I know that I am not the only one experiencing this.
- Decision-making difficult, even in the littlest things.
- Hiding from people I used to enjoy (and from those I don’t enjoy at all)
- Numbness of mind (difficulty focusing, holding details in mind)
- Short-term memory loss (intermittent)
- Desire to not do anything
- Extreme tiredness most of the time
- Seems like a heavy blanket of exhaustion covers me from time to time lasting a couple of days. Then lifts for a time. Only to return again.
“As one who knows righteousness, who has Your law in my heart, may I not fear the reproach of men or be terrified by their revilings.” (Isaiah 51:7)
In the future (near or far) as more and more people deny you and my Savior, Father manifest in me the grace and love I need to lead many to you. May my most fruitful days be yet ahead. I will not look behind except at your command, to see what great things you have accomplished by your hand for your glory. I don’t want to get stuck in my “stuff.” I want to be free from it, standing solidly in the forgiveness and grace purchased for me by Jesus. Let me enter fully into my sonship. May I bring a sense of the family to everyone I meet. May I always cheer the best in them. And may I always call them higher (this thought inspired by a short-short film: The Butterfly Circus http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=anR_7zM0Pkc).
I want to be like the circus owner who saw the best in people and drew it to the surface. Lord, please let me have your eyes with people. May I always affirm their BEST. May I always point them to you in themselves. Thank you Father.
Lord help me this morning to share what will build up all who hear.
Amazing how down I’ve been the last two days. That heavy, oppressive weight that comes upon me. I get so physically and emotionally tired that I feel totally immobile.
Just when I think I’m ready for anything the Lord wants to use me in, I feel that he’s finished using me. I told Marcy today that I sometimes feel like I have imagined that God has some great purpose for my life. And perhaps what the Father is showing me is that such a notion is full of pride. And has been the source of much ineffectiveness in ministry. Marcy believes that God is refining us and that He does have an important assignment for me to carry out. I don’t know. I’m too tired and disappointed, discouraged and troubled by my lack of interest in ministry. I feel like pulling my plane into the hangar. I’ve thought much about retirement, but know that I can’t afford it, nor would I truly be happy unless the Lord commanded it.
I’m extremely disappointed that all the years of writing my book seem to have been a waste. Perhaps several hundred copies have sold. But I have received only two or three emails or messages that the book has had a positive impact. Others have been silent. I cannot think of investing another couple of years for the same result. All my dreams have failed. Now I need a Savior again. To save me from my disappointment and discouragement.
I can’t think anymore about this. It’s too overwhelming.
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David, crucified people don’t struggle. They don’t strive to figure things out. They’re DEAD! They live only for revelation. They are at peace. They rest in me. They wait for my word and then walk in it. You must surrender. Cease your striving. Wait in my presence. Be still and KNOW that I am the Lord. Go off by yourself and be quiet. Be still. Stop thinking about yourself and your future. Enjoy me. Be with me. Enjoy the quiet and enter my rest.
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Thank you Father.
The sabbatical given to me by my church-family, gave me the time I needed to rest, reflect, and be refreshed. My wife, Marcy, and I had extended time to go to the mountains and the shore, visit friends and family, and spend unhurried time with the Lord. We came back from our sabbatical renewed and ready to serve from a more solid center–anchored in the love of the Father. He was refining, by allowing the enemy to sift me. I now understand that anyone who wants to know the deep love of God must pass through the valley of the shadow of death. This is the valley the produces trust, endurance, and perseverance.
When we place our FULL trust (I say “full” because many trust partially when things are going well or according to plans) in the Lord, he enables us to wait patiently. We cease our plan, our actions, our agendas, our timetables. Our faith, his gift to us, holds us in patient trust and there we wait until he blesses.
This is not an easy place for doers to find themselves. It is hard even for Marys. How much more glory God gets when a Martha is able to so give up serving, accomplishing and busyness, to “wait patiently?”
The secret is found in this little phrase in v. 6: “Sacrifice and offering (in that context–labor intensive activity) you did not desire . . . “but my ears you have pierced.” This speaks, in that ancient culture, of total surrender and ownership. When we go to God’s doorpost and say to Him “Father I want to give myself totally to be yours . . . to serve You ALONE, we can wait patiently for His assignments and cease from ours.
Father help me to always wait patiently for You. I make you my trust. My ear you have pierced. I am totally your son–ready to bless your heart. Let me bring you great glory at this autumn season of my life. Heart surrender is the worship I give. I’m not ashamed to trust in you no matter how foolish that looks to others. Thank you in advance for receiving this act of worship.
©2011, David C Alves
- Waiting Is The Hardest Part… (scottcouey.wordpress.com)
- How to Wait Well (philslocum.net)
- “A Land That I Will Show You” (captivatedbychrist.org)
- God Acts On Our Behalf (video from Dr. Charles Stanley’s In Touch Ministries)
- How Can I Wait Patiently On the Lord? (video from Dr. Charles Stanley’s In Touch Ministries)
[Read Episode 14 yet?]
LeeRoy’s nemesis–the Squirrel–is back at it. He is raiding LeeRoy’s food. I often catch him in the act of sitting on LeeRoy’s bowl munching down LeeRoy’s little “Lamb & Rice” bits. I’m not sure he bothers with the hot dogs, but can’t be sure. I think if he was snarfin’ the hot dogs, LeeRoy would be having a fit and sending him on his way. Fortunately, Squirrel can’t eat much. So there’s still plenty for LeeRoy. Especially since last week. Here’s why.
The folks at the SPCA said that they were really wondering about how LeeRoy did during the winter. I told them he came through fine and that they could catch up and keep tabs by subscribing to LeeRoy’s facebook page and these episodes of “The LeeRoy Sagas.” So, they’ve been tuning in.
Anyhow, they dropped off 67 pounds of dog food for LR and he’s lovin it. He’s taken to hiding in a different part of the field now though. When he wants to keep a low profile, he’s now way at the back in the tree line. I’m not sure what the deal is with that . . . it’s weird, but . . . that’s LR. What can I say?
During the sunny mornings, he’s dead center in the garden, laying full out in the sun. Man what a life! Then he lays on his back, belly and paws up for awhile.
When it rains, he’s usually laid out in his shanty. Although a couple of times I’ve noticed him sitting errect in the garden just staring at the house in the pouring rain. I usually call Marcy’s attention to it. “Hey . . . look at this guy. He’s just sitting there in the pouring rain. Staring at the house.” Last time I went down and called him from the back door, but he just watched me until I finally gave up, closed the door, and went inside to write another episode.
There you have it.
If you’ve read all 12 and are waiting for 13, then your wait is almost over. I’ll be posting it tomorrow.
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