Service Dogs

Part of the Series: “The Gospel according to Dogs: Lessons from Our Four-Legged Friends
Rev. Mark Schaefer
Emmanuel United Methodist Church
March 19, 2017
Luke 16:19-31

Luke 16:19–31 • “There was a rich man who was dressed in purple and fine linen and who feasted sumptuously every day. And at his gate lay a poor man named Lazarus, covered with sores, who longed to satisfy his hunger with what fell from the rich man’s table; even the dogs would come and lick his sores. The poor man died and was carried away by the angels to be with Abraham. The rich man also died and was buried. In Hades, where he was being tormented, he looked up and saw Abraham far away with Lazarus by his side. He called out, ‘Father Abraham, have mercy on me, and send Lazarus to dip the tip of his finger in water and cool my tongue; for I am in agony in these flames.’ But Abraham said, ‘Child, remember that during your lifetime you received your good things, and Lazarus in like manner evil things; but now he is comforted here, and you are in agony. Besides all this, between you and us a great chasm has been fixed, so that those who might want to pass from here to you cannot do so, and no one can cross from there to us.’ He said, ‘Then, father, I beg you to send him to my father’s house— for I have five brothers—that he may warn them, so that they will not also come into this place of torment.’ Abraham replied, ‘They have Moses and the prophets; they should listen to them.’ He said, ‘No, father Abraham; but if someone goes to them from the dead, they will repent.’ He said to him, ‘If they do not listen to Moses and the prophets, neither will they be convinced even if someone rises from the dead.’”




Muffin as a puppy

I have had a number of dogs in my life. A pet cocker spaniel growing up, a long haired miniature dachshund who came with a major relationship, and a shih tzu who was as much a part of our campus ministry community as the student she came with. All of them had particular gifts and personalities that made them lovable, caring, and creatures of enormous blessing. Muffin, our cocker spaniel, was adept at following a trail in the carpeting that we’d rubbed with a doggie treat and tracking it until she found the reward at the end. Samson was sweet and friendly and fearless: when we took him to the dog park, he ignored any dog his own size or smaller and wanted to run with the big dogs and would do so darting back and forth until they were all exhausted. Stosch was patient and loyal and could make anyone feel better just by letting them pet her, with a fascinating blend of regal air and a common touch. Each dog was special and unique it his or her own way. And many of us have experiences with pets like that.



But as fond as we are of our pets and their unique talents, we understand that service dogs are something else altogether. As much as I loved Muffin, I would not have counted on her to guide me through a busy intersection. I wouldn’t have wanted Samson to be the one to have to bring me needed medicine or to knock the phone off its receiver and call 911. (Samson had a hard time figuring out the concept of pointing and always looked at my hand instead of the thing it was pointing at.) So, as much as we are impressed by our pets’ particular skills, we acknowledge that there’s something different about even these dogs.

As we move through this series on lessons from our four-legged friends, we reflect today on the special lessons we have to learn from service dogs. Continue reading