Barry Moser Bible
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The Angel of the Apocalypse

"When Ike, my 185-pound English mastiff (who sleeps in the room with me) noticed this strange course of events he got up off his bed to investigate. He came up behind me and stopped. I could feel his big, hot breath on my naked back. And then he sat down, and as he did he raised his great paw, intending, I imagine, to maul me as he so often does looking for attention. But his paw, instead of lacerating my back, went between my arm and my chest, and looped across my forearm. Then he laid his enormous head down on the bed beside me and cut his deep-set, curious eyes toward me as if to say, 'I don't know what you're doing, Bubba, but I'm gonna do it with you.' My tears gave way to laughter and I never finished the prayer. The prayer I never really began, not knowing how. Not knowing how to address the Creator. Maybe Ike did."

Aaron's Rod

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