Where is the Love

I have a Dog, His name is Stanley.
I have a Cat, His name is Stuart.
Now you may be wondering what on earth i am doing telling you about my dog and cat...well it's quite simple. I love them both and i wanted to share my joy with you.
At times they are called T-Bone and Pork Chop but all in all they make me smile.
They are like a breath of fresh air. When i come home from a hard day they are always excited to meet me at the door and give me a make shift hug of their own. Now barring Stuarts attitude, depending on if he has adiquit food in his dish he strolls over as is if to say..."hey" then meets me sitting with badded breathe looking at his dish as if by a miracle it would fill itself.
How time flies. Stanley will turn 4 this year and Stuart will be 6.
They both come from broken homes. Stanley's truma was abuse and Stuarts owner died at an old age and left him to the vets. He was malnurished and had a half shaved tail and clumped furr. Stanley was the odd puppy who quivered in the back of the kennel hidding from the world. Of course that is what made me pick him out of the 8 that were there.
Just like people we at times see those who have been abused in some form or another but they seem to gravitate to the truth in us.
What truth do you have that people can see when they look into your eyes.
Will you take them home and love them back to security and health?
Jesus said. "let them come" who is "them"...ALL people no matter their wounds, no matter their story, no matter their type. He said COME TO ME AND I WILL GIVE YOU REST.
The vets called Stanley and Stuart hopeless cases and were going to put Stuart down. we came just in the nick of time to save him.
Will you do that, will you go the distance and help a stray?
Is it worth it you ask...well as far as i can tell Stuart and Stanley can't seem to get enough love. Like people they crave real love and care.
We spend alot of time with them, even though they each have their own personalities.
If you have been saved by grace why not pass it on...