Skip to comments.Dogs to help mend hearts in Newtown
Posted on 12/17/2012 8:38:38 AM PST by KeyLargoEdited on 12/17/2012 8:42:03 AM PST by Admin Moderator. [history]
A team of golden retrievers made an 800-mile journey from the Chicago area to Newtown, Conn., over the weekend to comfort those affected by the recent school massacre.
Lutheran Church Charities deployed about 10 of the canines Saturday evening for residents who want to pet them while they talk or pray with the dog's handler, said Tim Hetzner, president of the Addison-based organization.
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Calling all dogs!
Yeah, as a dog owner, I love dogs, but dogs will not mend someone's heart. Sure, they may slightly anesthetize someone's heart, but Jesus -- alone -- can mend the broken hearts of these people.
I am so frustrated that we are so hard of heart that we will not even attempt to seek out the only one who can heal all of our hearts.
See how we are totally messed up!
...only took seven posts to get to the curmudgeon criticizing this perfectly warm hearted attempt to soothe the broken hearted...
...do you not think these bereaved have already sought the solace of Christ in the hours since the tragedy?
Dogs are a link to draw you to God. After all DOG is GOD spelled backward (God has a great sense of humor). Did you not read that they will be with church members who will pray with the children while they are talking and petting the dogs.
Do I win a prize?
As I said, nothing wrong with this, but this is a very serious national matter and while good intentioned and a great idea, we need to move beyond the superficial, feel-good idioms that actually serve to deceive rather than solve.
I find your lack of faith disturbing.
Yeah, both you and my wife find me disturbing!
we need to move beyond the superficial, feel-good idioms that actually serve to deceive rather than solve...
...which is why you should’ve kept silent on this thread...
God works in mysterious mutts.
Oh shut up.
There was a flood coming and a car came and asked this man if he needed a ride to a safe place. He said, “ No, God will send my help.” It rained some more ‘till it was up to his porch, a small boat came by and they asked, “would you like a ride to a safer place?” The man answered, “No, my God will send help.” The rain kept coming by this time the man was up on his roof. A helicopter came by and asked do you need some help? The man answered again, “No, my God will send my help.”
The rain kept coming, the man drowned, died and went to heaven, when he got there he asked God, “Father, why didn’t you send me help?” God replied, “I sent you a car, a boat and a helicopter!
maybe a dog is some of that help?
Yes, and these dogs have handlers who are probably trained to help with the crisis situation. This is my denomination and I didn’t even know about the dogs until this am but you can bet the Lutheran Church Missour Synod is concerned about helping with the grief in a very meaningful way.
Please tell your wonderful wife that I agree with her.
Are you saying that throughout history, the only people that have had their hearts mended after losing loved ones, believed in Jesus?
Back in the 70’s, I saw the movie “The Doberman Gang” and prayed to God to send me one of those wonderful dogs to protect me from my pedophile uncle.
Not a week later, a ‘stray’ one showed up in my yard.
The uncle never touched me again.
[the dog shadowed me like a hairy, avenging angel]
Stuff like that has been repeated in my life *many* times over and dogs have have saved my life and my sanity more times than I can count.
I believe with all of my heart that God Himself sent each and every one of those miraculous creatures into my life to
‘fix’ or ‘heal’ whatever my heartache was.
Whenever I need ‘tangible proof’ that God watches over me, all I need to do is reach over and touch the face of the dog that’s pressed against my hip, watching over me, 24/7.
God sends us comfort in whatever form He knows will fit us best.
I applaud them for sending those dogs to those kids.
Kids will open up to a dog instantly with feelings that they might not share with a person.
Around here, we always say, “Golden Retrievers, saving the world!”
Thank you for sharing such a personal, touching story.
I too believe that these dogs will have the ability to get those they come in contact with to “open up”. Many are probably suppressing emotions and these dogs just may help them to break down the barriers and make a start toward healing. At the very least, they’re sure to provide comfort in the midst of an experience no one should have to endure.
LOL. I can feel the warmth and compassion here.
Reminds me of the time shortly after 9/11/01 that someone posted (might have been here) a variation of “The Rainbow Bridge” poem relating to that awful day.
All these years later, thinking of that post (which I think I have somewhere) brings a tear to my eye and a lump to my throat. If someone out there has it handy, we could use a reminder.
You came here, said what you said, then laugh in everyone’s face, and you expect warmth and compassion.
My first Dobermann heard all the things that my parents refused to hear about the uncle.
[”family politics” or somesuch crap...*I* was the ‘problem’ for trying to create ‘trouble’ so the it was buried and no one ever did a single thing about or to him for it]
The dog may not have been a shrink who could answer me but he sure saved me from the self-imposed exile I’d been living in.
Until he came into my life, I wouldn’t go out of the house except to go to school or be dragged to the mandatory family gatherings which the uncle was *always* at....and waiting.
For four years, I stayed inside, fearful of venturing out because that uncle was always around, somewhere.
After the dog, I slowly started back to my old life of playing outside, riding my horse in the woods and being a kid again.
To this day, my dogs hear the things nobody else will listen to.
If I didn’t have them, I don’t like to think about what might happen.
They used to do this sort of ‘emotional coaxing’ thing with kids and stuffed animals.
Kids aren’t stupid.
They’re not gonna spill their guts to a teddy bear.
Dogs are now being used in courtrooms to help child abuse victims make it through their testimonies without fear or hesitation.
A child ~may~ understand and believe that “God is with them” but it’s much easier for them if they can see and feel that Dog is with them, too.
So far, he’s been treated more kindly than he deserves.
FReepers are a merciful people.
[but don’t get between the Dog People and their Dogs]
What you said!! Hello, Mr. Obadiah, ever hear of irony???
After a long day enduring grumpy people and fighting hostile traffic, I arrive home to the adoration of my dogs. That a simple creature has so much love to give reminds me that its Creator loves me even more. They are a special gift.
But remember, Jesus as God has created dogs to be extentions of what He does, work to heal hearts that are broken.
One of these dogs is a ministry dog from my church. She helps out a lot at a childrens hospital. It is amazing how having a big furry dog can put a smile on kids going through some pretty bad things there.
Who are you to know, much less declare that Jesus would not choose to work through dogs as part of God's creation?
IMHO, many dogs are imbued with a touch of the angelic and do a large share of God's work on this earth.
It’s good to know that dogs are mending hearts over there.
But I still wouldn’t trust one with brain surgery.
Your wife is a very wise woman.
You soud like the ninth puppy
LOL...now That is funny!
With all due respect-since the murders were not an act of war perpetrated by a foreign power/foreign nationals, or an attack on national security by hostiles in our own country, I don’t see how it can be a “national matter”, serious or not. It is a serious matter involving that town-and the state, if the city officials choose to make it so. All crimes involving mass murder are not a national matter-the fed should stay out of it, period, in my opinion.
And all dogs DO go to Heaven.
By the way, I weathered my husband’s death with my faith in God, and the love of my pets-three cats and a dog...
Okay that made me tear up.
Here you go:
Rainbow Bridge Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.
When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.
All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.
They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent; His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.
You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.
Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together....
Fellow FReeper, as someone who has been actively involved with Pet Therapy for 20+ years, I can testify you don’t have a clue.
I have seen dogs, through God, perform miracles. Dogs have help heal my own heart several times.
So many wonderful situations made better because of a caring, loving dog. So many heavy hearts lifted because of a caring, loving dog.
Thanks for the ping. You’ll have FReep mail shortly.
Check out the YouTube:
Sweet Mama Dog Interacting with a Beautiful Child with Down Syndrome
Found the added variation deep in the home PC archives. (WARNING: May bring on bad memories and copious tears)
WELCOME AT RAINBOW BRIDGE
On the morning of September 11, 2001, there was an unprecedented amount of activity at the Rainbow Bridge. Decisions had to be made. They had to be made quickly, and they were.
An issue, not often addressed here, is the fact that many residents really have no loved one for whom to wait. Think of the pups who lived and died in hideous puppy mills. No one on earth loved or protected them. What about the many who spent unhappy lives tied in backyards? And, the ones who were abused. Who are they to wait for?
We don’t talk about that much up here. We share our loved ones as they arrive, happy to do so. But we all know there is nothing like having your very own person who thinks you are the most special pup in the Heavens.
One Tuesday morning a request rang out for pups not waiting for specific persons to volunteer for special assignment. An eager, curious crowd surged excitedly forward, each pup wondering what the assignment would be.
They were told by a solemn voice that unexpectedly, all at once, over 4,000 loving people had left Earth long before they were ready. All the pups, as all pups do, felt the humans’ pain deep in their own hearts. Without hearing more, there was a clamoring among them - “May I have one to comfort?” “I’ll take two, I have a big heart.” “I have been saving kisses forever.”
One after another they came forward begging for assignment. One cozy-looking fluffy pup hesitantly asked, “Are there any children coming? I would be very comforting for a child ‘cause I’m soft and squishy and I always wanted to be hugged.” A group of Dalmatians came forward asking to meet the Firemen and be their friends. The larger working breeds offered to greet the Police Officers and make them feel at home. Little dogs volunteered to do what they do best, cuddle and kiss.
Dogs who on Earth had never had a kind word or a pat on the head, stepped forward and said, “I will have any human who needs love.”
Then all the dogs, wherever on Earth they originally came from, rushed to the Rainbow Bridge and stood waiting, overflowing with love to share - each tail wagging an American Flag.