Stewardship From the Eyes of a Dog?
Good stewardship begins at home with a smile and a willing ear, maybe a waggle of a tail. I am called to take joy in God and love my neighbors, through an endowed abundance of joy. Also if my master throws a ball I am to go after it and bring it back to him, for it makes him so happy. I am not to spend all my hours in private daydreams. Rather, I am called to be an encourager and a bearer of the gospel, in this darkened world. For a later promise, could it be a bone?