A young woman (whom we'll refer to as “Nancy”–the names were changed because this is purportedly a true story) decided to earn some money for college while house-sitting. The family for whom she worked had an enormous, but beloved dog (whom we'll refer to as “Rover”). Before they left Rover in Nancy's care, explicit instructions were given about grooming and feeding the canine member of the family and about the routine maintenance of the household.
   Shortly into Nancy's tenure as house and dog-sitter, she was shocked to find Rover had passed away! Afraid of what this might do to the humans in Rover's family, Nancy called home for advice and then haltingly phoned Rover's “Mom” and “Dad.” Although Nancy was relieved at the understanding and kindness of the bereaved, she was still a bit aquiver when she agreed to bring Rover's remains to the family's vet.
   Only after she hung up the phone did it occur to Nancy that she did not have a car. “You can't simply carry a giant dead dog across town in a cab,” she thought. Grabbing an oversized wheeled suitcase, she ceremoniously stuffed Rover inside and wheeled him up the street to the “L” platform. Clumping her way up the stairs, Nancy appreciated the offer of help from a stranger.
   “Whatcha' got inna case?” he asked. A bit embarassed about its unique contents, Nancy prevaricated, “I work for a big IT firm and have to get these laptops, hard-drives and cell phones back to my boss.” At which news her knight in shining armor ran off with the suitcase, looking forward to his reward.
   Too often we grab hold of money and the transitory things in life, when God would have us trust in Christ and His promises. I didn't get to see the thief's face as he opened the suitcase overstuffed with dead dog. I do get to warn people to love God and allow Him to lead them to live generously empowered by Christ, avoiding the dog-gone temptation to serve money and the things it can buy.
   In service to the One Who redeemed me, not with gold or silver, but with His holy precious blood and innocent, bitter sufferings and death…Pastor John Fritz