Fisher of Men (and his best friend)

His name is Blod. He is a Scottish Terrier and he loves the water. And apparently he loves jumping into creeks.
So, I found myself on the steep banks fishing for ol’ Blod.

Remember that movie “The Guardian”?
It’s about Ashton Koosher and his attempts at joining the Coast Guard.
Well, I wondered if I was going to relive that moment when Koosher experiences his first dive into the icy depths. Thankfully I didn’t have to.
Blod is returned to his owner.
And In return for my bravery I receive a swift thank you, a handshake, and a big smile.

No simple act ever goes unnoticed. Or that’s what I’ve read on the Internet.
In Britain many people put up walls, making them look stand-offish or unapproachable.

I think people here long and crave for friendships. They crave it like Shepherds Pie and Brains.

I pray for that woman, that she would encounter Jesus through someone else “walking that extra mile.”

Today has been a good day.