Ecclesiology according to the tiredest dog in the world.

I am Rufus. After living on the computer, my mistress has finally stepped out, allowing me to give voice to my thoughts. I am taught Christian values in this home, and the value of the church. I have gotten word that a certain rambunctious family will be coming to visit. We all agree that we couldn't love this family more. However, I can only guess at the amount of fatigue I will be feeling this evening, after having had lemons, balls, and bones thrown at me, plush toys thrust into my little body, and having been walked, run, and dragged around the park. However unappealing this may sound, it is a great blessing to us all, especially to my mistress, as these dear friends from church are coming, not only to visit me, but also to visit with her, and to share intellectual chit-chat, and encourage each other. My mistress has been struggling through some tough times of late, so this visit will be like a glass of cold water . . . or better yet, a tall, iced, decaf, café mocha with no whipped cream. (A real treat, if you catch my drift.) This particular visit from this particular family is just one example of the Christian community encircling my mistress with love. If she were writing this, I know she wouldn't be able to express the love, comfort, and gratitude she feels for her amazing friends who have truly comforted her with the comfort God has given to them. All the amazing friends have been tangible gifts of love and comfort from God above.