So It Has A Collar

exclamation.gifMy mother-in-law lives in the country in northern Alabama.  About twelve minutes from the mall and about the same from Wal-Mart.  She lives just off Butler Creek Road.  Lots of trees, land, and grass.  This morning I was up early and decided to walk.  I decided to walk down the long drive to Butler Creek Road and then back.  Such a walk very early in the morning would be nice.

 
So I walked down the drive, past the barn, past the little cemetery on the left, to the road.  I heard barking, but that wasn’t unusual.  There has always been a dog or two across the road.  This time, however, the barking came from the nearest house on the same side of the road as my mother-in-law’s house.  I saw the dog running from that house to the road toward me.  I could see the dog.  It looked like a black mutt.  

 
Then I heard more barking.  I could see two large dogs behind that one.  They were big, stout dogs.  They got closer, and the three of them surrounded me.  I looked closely at these two large dogs.  

 
They were pit bulls — with collars.

 
I began yelling at these dogs.  The two pit bulls looked as if they were about to attack.  The bark was ferocious, and they crouched as if they were about to lunge.  I yelled at these dogs and finally they backed away.

 
Pit bulls — with collars.

 
I began thinking about those silly collars as I walked toward the house.  So what do those collars mean for someone about to get bit?  Very little.  I suppose they mean that someone owns the dogs that are about to attack. 

 
When you are face to face with something that threatens you, it might be best to pay attention to the threat and not be distracted by someone’s suggestion that the threat is no big deal.  The threat may have a "collar" but that might really mean very little when you are actually being threatened.  If it looks and sounds like a threat, it probably is.  I may need to pray for the wisdom to see a threat for what it is and not be distracted by my rationalizations.

 
In the meantime, I don’t think I’ll be walking down that drive.

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7 thoughts on “So It Has A Collar

  1. Jim: I could have done something in that situation you could never have done. I could have started preaching and put the dogs to sleep!

    Our dog is a 100+ pound psychotic puppy who refuses to grow up mentally. Much like it’s male owner. The other day I had her tied up in the garage as I was unloading some things from our move into the desert. A family with a little “pissant” of a dog came walking by and Chipper took off after the dog. Not to hurt it, but to play with it. She snapped her collar and never slowed down!

    That has nothing to do with your blog, just a recent incident in my life with a collared dog.

  2. I used to take long walks down a lovely road in Georgia. But I always carried a stick. I needed it. At times I’d be surrounded by several foxes (at a distance), all looking at me like I was lunch. Some of the biggest rattle snakes in the world would slither in the bushes. And the first time I walked that stretch of road I was met with two large retrievers protecting their owner who was getting her mail. That nearly put me off ever walking there again; but the road was so quiet and lovely I was compelled to return again and again. I can’t wait until the Lord returns to free up all of creation so that dogs don’t need collars and men can retire their sticks. An agressive dog sings the song of the fall. We (humans) weren’t good stewards and the project fell. But their’s a human at the helm once again, and when He returns, you can walk that road in worship. If the lions and lambs can get along, then the pit bulls will become pussy cats too.
    Until then . . . carry a big stick.

  3. I remember the area where you are talking about although I don’t think I have ever been down that road. It is crazy what goes through your mind at times like that. Glad you are ok!

  4. Thanks Jim.  I found your blog via Tracing My Steps… a good reminder that most of the threats I face every day come attached with a "non threatening" label.
    I am not a big fan of dogs… and dogs seem to know that because they always pick me out of a crowd as the one to jump on.  Whenever I see a dog, my "threat" alarm goes off instantly.  However, there are many more threats that I face that reach my desk with a friendly collar… and you offered a good reminder to stay focused on the dangers.  Thanks!

  5. Ed,So glad to have you at this blog.  I am glad you chose to comment as well.I will be sure to visit your blog today.Hope you will come back and comment again. 

  6. Ben,I can picture you on that road.  I can also picture the foxes, rattle snakes, etc.  Hmmmm.Hope your summer is going well.