Monthly Archives: August 2021

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Stuff just ours. (plus Corinne's letter)
The Gift
-You're lucky to have this relationship with God, 'coz He doesn't speak* to me… (squeak! honk honk!) Sounds wrong to you too? 
“The chance”, (in other words “the grace") to be intimate with Him is God's gift to all of His children.
Along with the forgiveness of our sins, it's the most beautiful, undeserved gift we could ever receive (I often unwrap it in the forest)  It cost God a lot: His son on the cross. 
* How to listen to God (3 videos in French with English subtitles available)
- How to hear God speak in our thoughts. https://youtu.be/sz_5yPqpsW4
- How does God speak in our dreams? https://youtu.be/Jbm7a9n9h0Y
- The different ways God speaks. https://youtu.be/_YOaHn24UkE
Children colors A small comparison: I have 4 children and with each of them I share privileged and different "just us" moments. 
Their personalities, their expectations, our history and the time spent together are as many woven threads. The knitted piece varies from one personality to the other but is made of the same love. 
My kids really are gorgeous colors. When I am yellow and my son Silas is blue, the time we spend together turns into a deep forest green, fresh and invigorating, (or snot green, 'coz it makes us laugh), and with my little red Sephora, a sparkling orange sunset etc…there is no wrong color.
I adapt myself to each one of them, but I have no favorite: I love them all the same (like crazy!) 
Dad/God's number ones? Whoever you are, whatever you have been through, if while reading "Meet me in the forest", you'd like to have that kind of relationship with God, you can. But the result will be other beautiful and unique colors ('coz you're His work, actually). Why not try "my" forest tip for a start and then develop your own "just the two of you" stuff? **
God knows you by heart, He'll know how to reach you. Once you two are alone, just make sure to be true, so that He can take away the grey that grieves you (it's more than just a circumstance to be turned around) He'll enhance your own color. Come, just as you are, it's you He's waiting for, not someone you think you should look like. 
It is written “God IS love”, it's even more powerful than "God has love" (1st John 4:16) It's His nature and He doesn't have to make any effort to love you personally. 
** You may have been intrigued by what I'm talking about. For a better understanding of the context, you can download the first 30 pages of the book here: https://mailchi.mp/d8bfc27ff89a/rdvf1-30-pages-excerpt 
Below is a letter that says the same ..
Enjoy your walk…
 
Corinne's letter
After receiving her order, a girl wrote this to me: I just wanted to thank you for the dedication*, for having taken time for me, in the speech balloon there's a heart and no one else knew except for… Here's the thing, when I walk in the woods or elsewhere, I find hearts, I see hearts everywhere, I end up thinking it can't be, this must be done on purpose, I zoom in… In fact it is done on purpose. I had asked God: "tell me that you love me, but say it to me alone!" because I have often been told: "God loves you" but had never felt anything personal.
So thanks a lot, I know we sometimes send such little hearts on Whatsapp, but today the one I found in my book is special.  Here are a couple of pictures, they're not artistic but they were taken  while I was working or having a walk, when someOne wanted me to know he loved me. 
Affectionately
Corinne
     
*The dedication I had made for her.
   

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Notre truc rien qu’à nous
(et le courrier de Corinne)
Le Cadeau
-Tu as de la chance d’avoir cette relation avec Dieu, moi…. il ne me parle* pas.
(Couac! pouêt-pouêt!)
Vous aussi vous entendez que ça sonne faux?
 “La chance”, (autrement dit “la grâce") d’être intime avec Lui, Dieu l’offre à tous ses enfants.
Avec le pardon de nos fautes, c’est le plus beau des cadeaux immérités qu’il nous est possible de recevoir (Moi je le déballe souvent en forêt).
Dieu a dû le payer au prix fort: Son fils à la croix.
* Comment écouter Dieu: https://youtu.be/H1Dg4tZ-zk4
 
Couleur d’enfants
Petite comparaison:
J’ai 4 enfants et avec tous “des moments rien qu’à nous” privilégiés, différents. 
Leur personnalité, leurs attentes, notre histoire et le temps passé ensemble sont autant de liens tissés. L’ouvrage tricoté est distinct d’une personnalité à l'autre, mais élaboré du même amour.
Mes gamins sont vraiment de magnifiques couleurs. Quand je suis jaune et que mon fils Silas est bleu, le temps passé ensemble donne un vert forêt profond mais frais et aux senteurs revigorantes, (ou couleur morve, pask ça nous fait bien marrer), et avec ma rouge petite Séphora, un orange couché de soleil, mais assez pétillant, etc… Aucune couleur n’est fausse. 
Je m’adapte à chacun d’eux, mais je n’ai pas de préféré: je les aime tous pareil (comme un ouf!)
Choux-choux de Papa/Dieu?
Qui que vous soyez, quoi que vous ayez vécu, si en lisant les “Rendez-vous dans la forêt” vous avez goût de vivre pareille relation avec Dieu, c’est possible. Mais le résultat donnera d’autres couleurs, magnifiques et uniques (car à la base, vous êtes Son œuvre). Pourquoi ne pas tenter “ma” recette forêt pour commencer, et petit à petit, développer vos trucs “rien qu’à vous deux”. 

Dieu vous connaît par cœur, Il saura vous rejoindre. Une fois seul avec Lui, soyez juste vrai pour qu’Il puisse enlever le gris qui vous grise (c’est bien plus qu’une circonstance à changer), Il réhaussera votre couleur propre. Venez comme vous êtes, c’est vous qu’Il attend, pas quelqu’un à qui vous pensez devoir ressembler.
Il est écrit “Dieu EST amour” c’est plus fort que “Dieu A de l’amour” (1 jean 4:16). C’est Sa nature de vous aimer perso, et ça ne Lui demande aucun effort. 
Je vous joins un courrier qui va dans ce sens...
Bonne balade…
 
Le courrier de Corinne
Après avoir reçu sa commande, une fille m’a écrit cela:
Juste un pti merci pour la dédicace*, d’avoir pris le temps pour moi , dans la bulle il y a un cœur et ça, personne ne savait sauf .... alors voilà, lors de mes balades en forêt ou ailleurs, je trouve des cœurs, j’en vois partout, même parfois, je me dis c’est pas possible, c'est fait exprès, je zoome mes photos...
Ben oui c’est fait exprès. J’avais demandé à Dieu: “dis-moi que tu m’aimes, mais que moi!” car souvent on m’a dit: “Dieu t’aime” mais je n’y trouve rien de perso.
Alors un énorme merci, je sais, parfois, on met ces petits cœurs dans WhatsApp, mais aujourd’hui, celui trouvé dans mon livre est spécial.
Je joins quelques photos, non pas que ce soit de l’art, mais elles ont été prises durant mon travail ou en balade quand quelqu'Un voulait que je sache qu'il m'aime.
Amicalement
Corinne


La dédicace que je lui avais faite.




 

Vous pouvez vous inscrire ici à la lettre de nouvelle pour recevoir d'autres publications d'Alain Auderset. [:en]

Stuff just ours. (plus Corinne's letter)
The Gift
-You're lucky to have this relationship with God, 'coz He doesn't speak* to me… (squeak! honk honk!) Sounds wrong to you too? 
“The chance”, (in other words “the grace") to be intimate with Him is God's gift to all of His children.
Along with the forgiveness of our sins, it's the most beautiful, undeserved gift we could ever receive (I often unwrap it in the forest)  It cost God a lot: His son on the cross. 
* How to listen to God (3 videos in French with English subtitles available)
- How to hear God speak in our thoughts. https://youtu.be/sz_5yPqpsW4
- How does God speak in our dreams? https://youtu.be/Jbm7a9n9h0Y
- The different ways God speaks. https://youtu.be/_YOaHn24UkE
Children colors A small comparison: I have 4 children and with each of them I share privileged and different "just us" moments. 
Their personalities, their expectations, our history and the time spent together are as many woven threads. The knitted piece varies from one personality to the other but is made of the same love. 
My kids really are gorgeous colors. When I am yellow and my son Silas is blue, the time we spend together turns into a deep forest green, fresh and invigorating, (or snot green, 'coz it makes us laugh), and with my little red Sephora, a sparkling orange sunset etc…there is no wrong color.
I adapt myself to each one of them, but I have no favorite: I love them all the same (like crazy!) 
Dad/God's number ones? Whoever you are, whatever you have been through, if while reading "Meet me in the forest", you'd like to have that kind of relationship with God, you can. But the result will be other beautiful and unique colors ('coz you're His work, actually). Why not try "my" forest tip for a start and then develop your own "just the two of you" stuff? **
God knows you by heart, He'll know how to reach you. Once you two are alone, just make sure to be true, so that He can take away the grey that grieves you (it's more than just a circumstance to be turned around) He'll enhance your own color. Come, just as you are, it's you He's waiting for, not someone you think you should look like. 
It is written “God IS love”, it's even more powerful than "God has love" (1st John 4:16) It's His nature and He doesn't have to make any effort to love you personally. 
** You may have been intrigued by what I'm talking about. For a better understanding of the context, you can download the first 30 pages of the book here: https://mailchi.mp/d8bfc27ff89a/rdvf1-30-pages-excerpt 
Below is a letter that says the same ..
Enjoy your walk…
 
Corinne's letter
After receiving her order, a girl wrote this to me: I just wanted to thank you for the dedication*, for having taken time for me, in the speech balloon there's a heart and no one else knew except for… Here's the thing, when I walk in the woods or elsewhere, I find hearts, I see hearts everywhere, I end up thinking it can't be, this must be done on purpose, I zoom in… In fact it is done on purpose. I had asked God: "tell me that you love me, but say it to me alone!" because I have often been told: "God loves you" but had never felt anything personal.
So thanks a lot, I know we sometimes send such little hearts on Whatsapp, but today the one I found in my book is special.  Here are a couple of pictures, they're not artistic but they were taken  while I was working or having a walk, when someOne wanted me to know he loved me. 
Affectionately
Corinne
     
*The dedication I had made for her.
   

If you wish to receive Alain Auderset's newsletter, you can sign up here .
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Jesus’ home
My life isn’t always easy. If I described it to you, I’m not sure you’d like to have the same... but on the other hand, Jesus lives in me… We take time for each other, and that grants me pure moments of happiness... Still, what seems most insane to me, is when I realize it works both ways… (both ways!?!) 
Easy…
I like sharing my faith everywhere I go. I do it easy without putting any pressure on anyone, especially not on God, unlike so many people who claim to be His’... Some experts try to make Him fit in texts, principles, and well organised theories that attract many people. They try to force their prayer requests and their narrow vision on God, urging Him to answer them or bless whatever they’re doing… regardless of His own desires.    
I feel so sorry for Him, for them and for me too… ‘coz I know I’m no better. 
So I just sit down close to Jesus and I give up… I give up forcing him to listen to my blah blah blah, and I talk straight instead, or else I just stay silent. And we dig it ! We appreciate just being there for each other, and without even knowing, I am learning to unlearn… 
 
Getting along
My Creator is free to come and go through me as He wishes. Okay, I admit that my welcome is a bit lame sometimes… So, every now and then, He still knocks before coming in. But deep down, He knows He’s at home in my heart.  
Here’s the truth, He bought me back at a high price, by His precious blood! He gave it all, His Kingdom, His privileges, everything He had, in order to have me. Just to have the privilege of being near me... !?! (whaaat?!) Sometimes I ask myself if this great friend of mine isn’t a bit crazy…? Hmm... crazy, He is, for sure: crazy in love!!! 
I’ll probably never understand why He cares so much for me… When I think of Him, I realize He’s as huge as the universe He created (t’was a thursday…), so I gave up trying to figure out anything, and I satisfy myself with receiving… and believing.
 
Sell it all!
I don’t know where you’re standing, but I can only invite you to do the same, open up!  The way I know Him, He will subtly bring to light what is moldering your existence.
But don’t be afraid, He won’t do the cleaning without you, without your permission. ‘Coz, yes! Getting rid of evil can be painful, especially if we won’t let go. 
So, don’t try too hard to understand what’s going on. Most of the time His reasons are beyond our understanding. Let go of control and fear (it won’t help), stop being defensive… Let Him move, trust Him, there is no one as considerate, generous, honest, intelligent, understanding, wise, reassuring (but so full of surprises), nor any one as caring as Jesus... 
 
Oh Jesus, y’ know… I love You! You are unbelievable and still, I believe You.
 

 
Find more of the author’s meditations in his book:
Meet me in the forest
First 30 pages for free here
 



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La maison de Jésus
Tout n’est pas facile dans ma vie. Si je vous racontais tout, je ne suis pas sûr que vous en aimeriez une identique... mais par contre, Jésus demeure en moi… Nous prenons du temps l’un pour l'autre, ce qui me permet de bénéficier de purs moments de bonheur... Mais le plus ouf pour moi, c’est quand je saisis que c’est réciproque…(réciproque !?!)
 
Tranquille...
Je partage volontiers ma foi partout où je passe. Ça ne me demande pas d’effort. J’essaie de n’imposer aucune contrainte aux gens, et encore moins à Dieu, comme le font trop souvent ceux qui se réclament de Lui... Plusieurs spécialistes essaient de l’enfermer dans des textes, des principes, des théories maîtrisées et soigneusement rangées, entraînant tout un monde avec eux. Ils imposent à Dieu leurs sujets de prières, leurs visions étriquées, Le pressant de les accomplir ou de bénir leurs entreprises… sans tenir compte de Ses envies à Lui.
Ça me désole pour Lui, pour eux et aussi pour moi… car je vois bien que je ne suis pas meilleur qu’un autre.
Alors je m’assois aux côtés de Jésus et j’abandonne… J’abandonne l’idée de lui imposer mille blablas, en allant directement au cœur des choses, ou alors je me tais. Et là, tous les deux, on kiffe. On kiffe juste d’être là l’un pour l'autre, et sans faire exprès, j’apprends, j’apprends à désapprendre…
 
Faire bon ménage
Mon Créateur est libre d'aller et venir par moi comme Il l'entend. Bon, j’avoue, mon accueil est parfois un peu pourri...Du coup, Il lui arrive encore de toquer avant d'entrer. Mais bon, dans le fond, Il sait bien que mon cœur, c’est chez Lui. 
Car voilà, je suis une demeure qu’Il a rachetée à prix d’or, par Son précieux sang! Il a tout vendu, Son Royaume, Ses privilèges, tout ce qu’Il avait pour m’avoir. Tout ça uniquement pour avoir le “privilège” d’être près de moi… !?! (what?!) Parfois, je me demande si ce grand Ami n’est pas un peu fou…? Hum oui oui, c’est certain même: Il est fou! fou d’Amour!!!
Je n’arriverai probablement jamais à comprendre pourquoi Il tient autant à moi... Quand je pense à Lui, je le trouve aussi vaste que l’univers qu’Il a créé (Il l’a créé, c’était un jeudi...), alors j’abandonne l’idée de comprendre quoi que ce soit, et me contente de recevoir… de croire.
 
Vendez tout!
Je ne sais où vous en êtes, mais je ne peux que vous inviter à faire de même, ouvrez large! Comme je Le connais, Il mettra subtilement en lumière ce qui vous moisit l'existence. Mais je vous rassure, Il ne fera pas le ménage sans vous, sans votre permission. Oui pask se débarrasser du mal, ça peut faire mal, surtout si on s’accroche.
Alors ne cherchez pas trop à comprendre ce qui vous arrive, Ses raisons dépassent souvent notre capacité d’entendement. Lâchez le contrôle et la peur (ça ne vous sera d’aucun secours), cessez d’être sur la défensive... Laissez-Le faire, ayez confiance, Il n’est pas d’Ami plus attentionné, généreux, intègre, intelligent, compréhensif, sage, rassurant (mais plein de surprises), ni d’être plus bienveillant que Jésus… 
 
Oh Jésus, tu sais... je t’adore! Tu es si incroyable et moi pourtant, tu vois, je te crois.
 [:en]


Jesus’ home
My life isn’t always easy. If I described it to you, I’m not sure you’d like to have the same... but on the other hand, Jesus lives in me… We take time for each other, and that grants me pure moments of happiness... Still, what seems most insane to me, is when I realize it works both ways… (both ways!?!) 
Easy…
I like sharing my faith everywhere I go. I do it easy without putting any pressure on anyone, especially not on God, unlike so many people who claim to be His’... Some experts try to make Him fit in texts, principles, and well organised theories that attract many people. They try to force their prayer requests and their narrow vision on God, urging Him to answer them or bless whatever they’re doing… regardless of His own desires.    
I feel so sorry for Him, for them and for me too… ‘coz I know I’m no better. 
So I just sit down close to Jesus and I give up… I give up forcing him to listen to my blah blah blah, and I talk straight instead, or else I just stay silent. And we dig it ! We appreciate just being there for each other, and without even knowing, I am learning to unlearn… 
 
Getting along
My Creator is free to come and go through me as He wishes. Okay, I admit that my welcome is a bit lame sometimes… So, every now and then, He still knocks before coming in. But deep down, He knows He’s at home in my heart.  
Here’s the truth, He bought me back at a high price, by His precious blood! He gave it all, His Kingdom, His privileges, everything He had, in order to have me. Just to have the privilege of being near me... !?! (whaaat?!) Sometimes I ask myself if this great friend of mine isn’t a bit crazy…? Hmm... crazy, He is, for sure: crazy in love!!! 
I’ll probably never understand why He cares so much for me… When I think of Him, I realize He’s as huge as the universe He created (t’was a thursday…), so I gave up trying to figure out anything, and I satisfy myself with receiving… and believing.
 
Sell it all!
I don’t know where you’re standing, but I can only invite you to do the same, open up!  The way I know Him, He will subtly bring to light what is moldering your existence.
But don’t be afraid, He won’t do the cleaning without you, without your permission. ‘Coz, yes! Getting rid of evil can be painful, especially if we won’t let go. 
So, don’t try too hard to understand what’s going on. Most of the time His reasons are beyond our understanding. Let go of control and fear (it won’t help), stop being defensive… Let Him move, trust Him, there is no one as considerate, generous, honest, intelligent, understanding, wise, reassuring (but so full of surprises), nor any one as caring as Jesus... 
 
Oh Jesus, y’ know… I love You! You are unbelievable and still, I believe You.
 

 
Find more of the author’s meditations in his book:
Meet me in the forest
First 30 pages for free here
 



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Tricks, licks and injustice 
or
Response to injustice
 
Clever dog!
My little Spike is everyone's dog at home… he strolls around  from one floor to another depending on where the cooking smells come from. Be it roommates, workshop activists or family members, everybody likes him. For him, doors aren't borders (they're nothing but wood swiveling on hinges, right?). This walking stomach knows how to swing them open with a simple bark or a scratch. Especially as he recognises people while they're still in the street. He is clever! Particularly with those whom he knows he can bend. He has an inner clock to tell him when the regulars arrive, and they will have no other choice than to give in 'coz it's true: "he's so cuuuute!"
 
Oh-oh…! (ouch!)
But the other day, something really disturbing happened: he didn't finish his bowl…(!?) 
Straight away, we called Sephora, our daughter (veterinary assistant). She rushed immediately and took a blood sample. 
 
Damn
We were forced to lock him in a cage and put him on a drip for a week (he just didn't understand what was happening to him). The result of the tests was very clear: his kidneys are in real bad shape. For his own good, nobody is allowed to give him any non medical food anymore! 
 
Lord, why?
The dog just doesn't understand what is happening to him. His tricks don't work anymore! Why has everyone become so "mean"? oh… he must've had such a feeling of injustice.
 
I tried to explain it to him. But, no way! His brain isn't big enough (he can't read, can’t speak a single word of English, and doesn't even know what a kidney is!!!) 
What worries me even more than his health, is that he could think that we don't love him anymore. Fortunately we are very close: for sure he knows there is another reason.
 
God and you 
To a certain extent, couldn’t you be in the same situation as me and Spike…?
 
You suffer injustices, you feel you're a victim and you ask yourself "why does God allow such things, has God forsaken me…?" 
Hmm… You're confusing "injustice" with "ignorance", 'coz the one clear and absolutely essential thing for you to know is that: whatever happens, God loves you!*… sooo much…!!
 
*He said so (in the Bible), He doesn't lie and it's obvious to all those who know Him personally. 
 
Superiority of dog on man
Okay, we might be smarter than him, but when it comes to a relationship with a master… we could improve a lot, couldn't we?!
If I don't give in to any of Spike's tricks anymore and if I only give him yucky food (compared to before), it's for his own good, believe me. When I hold him on a leash it's in order to preserve him from his lack of obedience and self control (he barks after dogs 3 times his size). 
 
Fortunately, the friendly relationship Spike and I have, can only convince him of that. I always bring him along in the forest, I pet him, speak gently to him, play with him, nurse him and if I get tough it’s only to keep him from danger. 
 
Go in the forest with God! 
Whatever your need (or want) may be, spend time with God. Rejoice with Him, play, share, run, live with Him. And same as for me, the tears and laughter you share will fill you up. Sometimes you will feel Him cuddle your soul and His loving eyes upon you: there is no greater blessing on earth. And if ever you don’t feel it, just believe it, it’s even better! 
 
Jesus said:
“I am the good shepherd, my sheep know my voice… the good shepherd loves his sheep and lays down His life for them…” 
 
  PS: I didn’t share this analogy to hold a pity party, but in order to help those who could be struggling with these issues. I’m fine, and in his own way, so is the dog. (We know how to make the best out of the time we still have together)  
 
Find more cool stories with Spike from time to time, his master and his Master… 
 

 



 

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The translation of the second volume is in progress.

 

 

 



 



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Petites combines, babine et injustice 

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Réponse à l’injustice
 
Chien malin!
Mon petit Spike, c’est un peu le chien de tout le monde dans la maison....il déambule d’un étage à l’autre, ça dépend de l’endroit d'où proviennent les odeurs de cuisine. Que ce soit les collocs, les activistes de l’atelier ou la famille: tout le monde l’aime bien. Pour lui, les portes ne représentent pas une frontière (ce n’est que du bois pivotant sur un gond, non?). Cet estomac sur pattes sait se les faire ouvrir d’un simple aboiement ou grattement. Et cela d’autant mieux qu’il reconnaît les gens, alors qu’ils sont encore dans la rue. C’est un malin! Particulièrement ceux avec qui “‘y a moyen”. Il a une horloge interne indiquant l’heure d’arrivée des habitués qui ne pourront que céder, car c’est vrai: “il est trop miiiignon!” 
 
Oh-oh…! (aïe!)
Seulement, l’autre jour, il s’est passé un truc super inquiétant: il n’a pas fini son écuelle…(!?) 
Immédiatement, on appelle Séphora, notre fille (aide vétérinaire), qui aussitôt accourt pour lui faire une prise de sang. 
 
Malédiction
Nous avons été contraints de l’enfermer dans une cage pour le mettre sous perfusion durant une semaine (il n’a pas compris ce qui lui arrivait). Le verdict des analyses est sans appel: ses reins sont dans un sale état. Pour son bien, plus personne n’a le droit de lui refiler quoi que ce soit qui ne soit pas médical!
 
Seigneur, pourquoi?
Le chien ne comprend pas ce qui lui arrive. Aucune de ses combines ne marche plus! Pourquoi tout le monde est devenu si “méchant”?
Hum...Il doit avoir un terrible sentiment d’injustice.
 
Je lui ai expliqué. Mais rien à faire, il n’a pas le cerveau assez grand (il ne sait ni lire, ni parler un seul mot de français, ni même ce qu’est un rein!!!) 
Davantage que sa santé, ce qui me contrarie le plus, c’est qu’il puisse penser que nous ne l'aimons pas . Mais heureusement, nous sommes proches: il sait que, forcément, c’est autre chose.
 
Dieu et vous
Toute proportion gardée, vous êtes peut-être dans la même situation que moi et Spike...?
 
Vous vivez des injustices, vous vous sentez victime et vous vous dites: “pourquoi Dieu permet de telles choses, Dieu m’abandonne...? “
Hum… Vous confondez “injustice” avec “ignorance”, car une seule chose est certaine quoi qu’il vous arrive, (et vraiment nécessaire à savoir): Dieu vous aime! *
mais alors tellement…!!!
 
*Il l’a dit (dans la Bible), ne ment pas et c’est évident pour tous ceux qui le connaissent personnellement.
 
La supériorité du chien sur l’humain
Ok, on a peut-être plus de cervelle que lui, mais question feeling avec son maître…ça laisse à désirer, non?!
Si je prive Spyke de ses petites combines, lui file plus que de la bouffe dégueu (comparée à avant), croyez-moi, c’est pour son bien. Si je le tiens en laisse, c’est pour le protéger de son manque de maîtrise et d’obéissance (l'inconscient aboie des molosses 3 fois plus balaises que lui).
 
Mais heureusement, Spyke entretient suffisamment de relation amicale avec moi pour en être convaincu. Je le prends toujours en forêt avec moi, le caresse, lui parle avec douceur, je joue avec lui, le soigné, mais s’il m’arrive de durcir le ton, c’est pour le préserver.
 
Allez en forêt avec Dieu!
Quelle que soit la privation (ou manque) dont vous souffrez dans la vie, passez du temps en compagnie de Dieu, réjouissez-vous avec Lui, jouez, partagez, courez , vivez avec Lui. Et comme pour moi, vos pleurs et rires communs vous combleront. Parfois, vous sentirez sa main caresser votre âme, son regard bienveillant sur vous: il n’existe pas de bénédiction plus grande sur terre. Et si vous ne le sentez pas, croyez-le, c’est encore mieux!
 
Jésus dit:
“Je suis le bon berger, mes brebis entendent ma voix... le bon berger aime ses brebis, et il donne Sa vie pour elles...”?
 

 

 

 
PS: Si je vous ai partagé cette analogie, c’est pour aider les gens en  questionnement sur ces questions, pas pour m’apitoyer, car je vais bien et, à sa manière, le chien aussi. (Nous savons profiter des bons moments qu’il nous reste avec lui). 
 
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Tricks, licks and injustice 
or
Response to injustice
 
Clever dog!
My little Spike is everyone's dog at home… he strolls around  from one floor to another depending on where the cooking smells come from. Be it roommates, workshop activists or family members, everybody likes him. For him, doors aren't borders (they're nothing but wood swiveling on hinges, right?). This walking stomach knows how to swing them open with a simple bark or a scratch. Especially as he recognises people while they're still in the street. He is clever! Particularly with those whom he knows he can bend. He has an inner clock to tell him when the regulars arrive, and they will have no other choice than to give in 'coz it's true: "he's so cuuuute!"
 
Oh-oh…! (ouch!)
But the other day, something really disturbing happened: he didn't finish his bowl…(!?) 
Straight away, we called Sephora, our daughter (veterinary assistant). She rushed immediately and took a blood sample. 
 
Damn
We were forced to lock him in a cage and put him on a drip for a week (he just didn't understand what was happening to him). The result of the tests was very clear: his kidneys are in real bad shape. For his own good, nobody is allowed to give him any non medical food anymore! 
 
Lord, why?
The dog just doesn't understand what is happening to him. His tricks don't work anymore! Why has everyone become so "mean"? oh… he must've had such a feeling of injustice.
 
I tried to explain it to him. But, no way! His brain isn't big enough (he can't read, can’t speak a single word of English, and doesn't even know what a kidney is!!!) 
What worries me even more than his health, is that he could think that we don't love him anymore. Fortunately we are very close: for sure he knows there is another reason.
 
God and you 
To a certain extent, couldn’t you be in the same situation as me and Spike…?
 
You suffer injustices, you feel you're a victim and you ask yourself "why does God allow such things, has God forsaken me…?" 
Hmm… You're confusing "injustice" with "ignorance", 'coz the one clear and absolutely essential thing for you to know is that: whatever happens, God loves you!*… sooo much…!!
 
*He said so (in the Bible), He doesn't lie and it's obvious to all those who know Him personally. 
 
Superiority of dog on man
Okay, we might be smarter than him, but when it comes to a relationship with a master… we could improve a lot, couldn't we?!
If I don't give in to any of Spike's tricks anymore and if I only give him yucky food (compared to before), it's for his own good, believe me. When I hold him on a leash it's in order to preserve him from his lack of obedience and self control (he barks after dogs 3 times his size). 
 
Fortunately, the friendly relationship Spike and I have, can only convince him of that. I always bring him along in the forest, I pet him, speak gently to him, play with him, nurse him and if I get tough it’s only to keep him from danger. 
 
Go in the forest with God! 
Whatever your need (or want) may be, spend time with God. Rejoice with Him, play, share, run, live with Him. And same as for me, the tears and laughter you share will fill you up. Sometimes you will feel Him cuddle your soul and His loving eyes upon you: there is no greater blessing on earth. And if ever you don’t feel it, just believe it, it’s even better! 
 
Jesus said:
“I am the good shepherd, my sheep know my voice… the good shepherd loves his sheep and lays down His life for them…” 
 
  PS: I didn’t share this analogy to hold a pity party, but in order to help those who could be struggling with these issues. I’m fine, and in his own way, so is the dog. (We know how to make the best out of the time we still have together)  
 
Find more cool stories with Spike from time to time, his master and his Master… 
 

 



 

The first volume of "Meet me in the forest" is available in English as an e-book.  
The translation of the second volume is in progress.

 

 

 



 



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