Woof!

Last May, just before my tumor was discovered, we had a wonderful experience that has let Whitley and I to a new understanding of God--as Dog. Whitley was meditating and suddenly saw a dog from his childhood called Quagmire. Quag was always joyous even though he lived under very harsh conditions and was often struck by the father of the family, who had what we now know of as PTSD. But Quag just didn't have a hating bone or an angry bone in his body. He was made of unconditional love, immediate forgiveness and pure joy.

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