Once upon a time, there was a man walking down the street of a lovely city. He was walking his dog. Along came a lady, walking a dog also, but going in the opposite direction.
“Good morning,” said the man.
“And good morning to you,” said the lady. The man pointed at her dog and commented, “What a nice dog you have there.” The woman thanked him. “She’s my little baby.”
The man was puzzled.
“This is your offspring that you will share spiritual interaction and communicate eternal values to?” The woman scowled at him and complained, “Well, of course not! Humph!” And she stomped off. The man kept walking. Soon he ran into another person, carrying a Chihuahua. She also had a little girl beside her. The man greeted, “Good morning.” The girl and the woman smiled.
“What a nice dog,” said the little girl, “May I pet him?”
“Yes, you may,” the man said. The woman held up her little Chihuahua.
“These are my little girls,” she said proudly. The man looked confused again.
“This is your flesh and blood and pride and joy and she got her characteristics from you? I’m sorry to hear that!” The woman was taken aback.
“When you put it that way, that sounds awful!”
“Well, that’s what you said, pardon my saying so,” the man said. But the woman wasn’t listening. She was looking at her true daughter with tears glistening in her eyes.
“I never thought about it that way,” she whispered. Then she gently took her daughter’s hand, put the Chihuahua down on her leash, and walked away, giving the man a small smile before turning away.
So the man walked on until he got to his neighbor’s house. His neighbors, Mr. and Mrs. Green, were gardening in their front yard. Mrs. Green was tending to her roses, and Mr. Green was mowing the lawn. The man waved.
“Good morning, Mr. and Mrs. Green.” Mrs. Green looked up. Mr. Green couldn’t hear because the lawn mower was too loud. But Mrs. Green returned his greeting.
“Good morning, John, how ARE you today?” The man smiled.
“I’m doing well, thank you. How are your grandchildren?”
“Oh!” Mrs. Green clapped her hands together. “They are doing wonderfully, all ten of them!”
“Ten! Why, last week you only had nine! Congratulations, which of your children was expecting?”
“Well, Tina and her husband went to the Humane Society this past weekend and got themselves the cutest little Pomeranian mix they could find, and-” The man cleared his throat.
“Uh, excuse me for interrupting, but did you say you were talking about a grand child?” Mrs. Green raised her eyebrows.
“Why, yes, of course, they adopted him on the spot. Couldn’t resist a cute baby face like that!” The man looked skeptical.
“What did they have to do to…adopt…a dog?” The woman smiled.
“Oh, they just went in, picked one out, signed some papers and paid a fee. They might have had to answer some questions to make sure they’d be good parents, but otherwise, it wasn’t much at all. Why, are you interested in adopting one, too?” John looked a little ill.
“No, I’d better take Roger home now. We’ve been gone too long today.” She waved him goodbye just as Mr. Green finished mowing. He waved, too. John waved back. He looked up the street at the many houses. Then he walked to his own.
“There you go, Rodger.” He unleashed the dog in his yard, rubbed him up and down, then let him run while he got his food. Then he rinsed and filled the water bowl.
Then he went inside. He sat in the living room and picked up a book.
“Lo, children are a heritage of the Lord,” he read. He looked out the front window. His dog peed on a bush, then licked his leg.
“My heritage? My legacy that I leave on this earth? I think not.” He went to make himself lunch. He accidentally knocked over a picture from a shelf. He picked it up and held it a moment with reverence. It was a picture of his adoptive parents. They had cried to God about their childlessness. They had paid to have their home evaluated. They had prayed for a child to adopt. Then he came. They knew, in an instant, that he was the one. They paid for more forms, more items, more necessities. Then they brought him home.
“I will be your legacy.”
Then he put the picture back, said a little prayer, and went to make lunch.
Bible verse is Psalm 127:3a. May God bless you today.