Back in 2o08… my life was fun fun… you know… dodging bullets… concrete shoes… watery graves… Judas kisses… the usual crap Eventually… I took a break from all the excitement And checked myself into an 18 month drug rehab in Florida They say rehab is for quitters… yep… they’d be right…
A few weeks in… something real started happening inside me Things slowed down Life was simple Clear Peaceful For the first time in a long time… I was happy My mind was sharp God was working in me something fierce Speaking loud Speaking clear I knew… I was exactly where I needed to be…
We were on this beautiful ten acre spread And I lived in a house with about ten other guys All of them tired All of them broken All of them ready for change They became my brothers And— they still are…
One of my responsibilities there… was to care for the ministry dog His name was Beavis Cool name— cooler dog He was older… a boxer mix… gorgeous… and so smart He didn’t really have anywhere to go either His owner Stuart had died of cancer about a year before I arrived… and Beavis never recovered from it…
He was grieving Deeply They told me how he cried… and searched… and waited for Stuart… And it broke my heart A dog that was once full of life… joy… energy… spark… Was now quiet… distant… hurting… He would not let anyone in…
But there was one thing he still loved… There was this random green 10 pound bowling ball on the property You could sling that thing across the grounds And Beavis would bark… chase it down… and roll it across the field with his head… Like it was the most important mission on earth I had never seen a dog play with a bowling ball before 😁 He absolutely loved it So I made it my daily mission… to roll life back into him…
People told me Beavis would never bond with anyone again That he belonged to Stuart That his heart was finished choosing humans…
Challenge accepted—
I took care of him Vet visits Meds Food Time Love Patience And after about a year… it happened… Beavis chose me— He followed me everywhere He slept beside my bed He watched me Protected me Laughed with me… in his dog way… He came back to life…
But loving… comes with cost—
Because he slept outside before I came… He had gotten heartworms from mosquitoes Over the four years I lived there… after graduating… and becoming resident director… Beavis slowly grew sicker… I gave him antibiotics daily I loved him harder as he grew weaker And.. Just like he stayed with Stuart— I stayed with him… til the end…
He had a soft bed right beside mine He had warmth Comfort Care Family Honor… He was treated like royalty—
All us guys loved him so…
And when the time came… I could not watch him suffer anymore… I made the call… Was so hard for me… So hard…
Beavis was one of the greats Not just a dog… A gift—
He was meant for me I was meant for him
destined for each other…
I will always remember him…
The mighty— loyal— stubborn— beautiful heart of Beavis…
He was my Dawg… 😎`’.,°~
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Though oceans roar… You are the Lord of all… The one who calms the wind and waves and makes my heart be still… Though the Earth gives way… the mountains move into the sea… The nations rage… I know my God is in control…