I went to dinner with my friend Amy after work tonight.
Then Amy and I went to get frozen yogurt.
While we were eating our frozen yogurt,
I saw a customer ask the cashier for some tape.
She had a broken dollar bill.
I immediately started thinking about that broken dollar bill.
In just a few seconds,
I wondered how the broken dollar bill had gotten torn,
how often cashiers were asked to mend money,
how long taped-up dollar bills would last, and
how a broken dollar bill could be turned into a metaphor for life.
When I mentioned that I was wondering about the broken dollar bill,
Amy simply said,
“It happens.”
I laughed.
Folks, there are very different types of people in this world.
And my friend Amy and I are two of those very different people.
When I got home from my outing with Amy,
Bullet met me at the door and took me for a walk—
Only, Bullet is not really supposed to go on walks this week because he has stitches in his right shoulder.
Bullet had a mass removed on Tuesday. We’re waiting on biopsy results.
Bullet doesn’t seem to realize that he’s not supposed to go on walks, though.
When his girlfriend Millie came to visit, he took off running behind her.
They go exploring together a lot. Millie is four times Bullet’s size. They are funny together.
Bullet was very happy to be out and about.
I, however, was not very happy that he was not doing what was best for him.
Concerned for the little guy,
Much further away from the house than we should have been,
I picked up Bullet’s twenty-one pounds and carried him home.
He happily let me carry him,
Licking my arm,
Glad, I think, to be off of the leg on which he was hobbling.
Folks, there are a lot of creatures in this world who do not know what’s best for them.
Bullet Williams-Deaton, along with countless youth and children, are some of those creatures,
And sometimes it’s up to those of us who know and love those creatures to intervene.
Thank God that there are very different types of people in this world—
With different gifts, different talents, different ways of seeing the world—
To intervene.
I know that I’m glad that Amy intervened with my broken-dollar thinking tonight.
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