Saturday, May 13, 2017

Chase Finds Friends

(Renamed from "Chase's Request.")  I would like to publish this as a children's picture book.

Chase Find Friends
A Far-Fetched Tale about Furry Friends

     Chase laid on the ground looking up at the sky. With one leg crossed over the other and chewing a blade of grass he longed, for about the hundredth time that day, to have a friend.

     "Momma?" Chased asked. "Why don't I have any friends? More than anything in the whole wide world, I would like to have a friend."

     "Tis true," Momma mumbled with a clothespin in her mouth. She shook out a blue bed sheet. "We don't have any close neighbors and that's a fact. Why don't you pray and ask Jesus for a friend? I'm sure He'll help you. Nothing is impossible with God."

     Chase loved their small cottage with its thatched straw roof but Momma worked hard to keep the house clean, the laundry washed and the garden freed from weeds. She made the best meals from the garden produce. As he chewed on the blade of grass, he imagined eating Momma's delicious vegetable soup. Even the clouds were shaped like some of the veggies. He knew that as much as she would have liked to, she simply didn't have that much time for playing.

     Right before he climbed into bed, Chase knelt at his window. He looked toward heaven. "Jesus, I sure could use a friend or two. It's mighty lonesome-like around here with no one to play with. Thanks, Jesus!" With a heart full of hope, Chase crawled into bed.

     Huntley, the hound dog who lived a couple miles down the road, always ran through the forest at night. He liked to howl at whatever moved. On this particular night, Huntley took off for the forest at top speed. There was a full moon to brightly light his way. He ran through the clover patch, waded the creek with a splash, jumped over a dead log, and ran around the bend. Finally, he sat on straight front legs, pointed his nose toward the moon and...

     "Ow, ooooooooooooooo.  Ow, ooooooooooooooo," Huntley howled.

     "Huh?" said a startled brown bear who was busy licking honey from his paws. "Now cut that out, would ya!" he demanded.  "I don't like loud noises." The bear ran away but Huntley howled as he followed him.

     The bear fled through the thick trees as fast as his big ol' body would let him. He lumbered over the bridge, down through the hollow and over a steep hill with Huntley right behind him and...

     The bear ran right into a buck eating tender leaves from a tree. "Huh?" said the surprised deer.

     "Ow," said the bear, "that hurts! Get your antler away from my nose."

     "Well, get your nose away from my antlers," growled the buck.

     The buck began to lope through the forest with an angry bear behind him and Huntley close to the bear's heels. They all ran out of the dark forest. The buck sprinted around the lake, through the meadow, across a cornfield, and down to a barn with the crazy bear right behind him. Huntley was still howling just for the joy of the chase and...

     The buck tripped over a big ol' fat pig who was quite comfortable in the cool, mucky mud. Down into the mud went the buck. Down into the mud went the bear. Down into the mud went Huntley.

     "Huh?" snorted the pig. "What do you think you're doing? How rude! You made a mess of my mud and, besides, I was here first." He bonked the buck upside the head with his curly tail. That's when the pig looked behind him and noticed antlers aimed right at his curly tail.

     "Yikes!" yelled the pig as he crawled out of the mud. "I'm outta here."

     The pig waddled through the barn door and out the other side. He ran far down the road as fast as his pudgy little legs would take him. He ran right into Chase's yard and into Momma's garden. He stopped just long enough to scarf down a carrot. He ran under the clean sheets on the clothes line. One of the sheets tangled with the pig. He couldn't see because the sheet covered his head nor he could see the line of animals fast on his trail and...

     He ran into the outside wall of the cottage. The buck, which was blinded by pajamas on his antlers, bumped into the pig. Up went the pig on the buck's head. The bear with underwear on his head bumped into the buck. Up went the buck on the bear's head. Huntley, who was too busy howling and didn't pay any attention to where he was going, bumped into the bear. Up went the bear on top of Huntley's heard. For sure, Huntley was one strong hound dog.

     Chase woke from the noise outside his window. "Huh? What the?" he asked.

     Chase peeked out his window. He saw a dog, a bear, a buck and a pig piled high. They stared at him. He stared at them. Huntley howled. A big grin spread across his face. "Thank you, Jesus, for sending me some new friends."

     Chase waved at the pile of animals. "Hey guys, can't wait 'til we play tomorrow." He crawled back into bed with a grateful heart. His dreams were filled with sweet thoughts of good times with his newly found friends. Suddenly, his eyes flew open.  "Huh?" he said. "How DO you play with a big brown bear?"

     Reflection Page:  Truth be told, Chase really couldn't play with some of his new-found friends but it was a fun story to read and pretend that he could. Huntley the hound dog and even the pig would have made fun friends. Truth be told, God really does care about us and He does answer our prayers. Sometimes God answers quickly. Sometimes He says we must wait. Sometimes He even says, "No, not this time." But He always answers our prayers. Always. However, if Chase hadn't taken the time to ask God for friends, he may not have gotten any friends.

     The Bible says, "Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you. For everyone who asks receives; he who seeks finds; and to him who knocks, the door will be opened."  Matthew 7:7-8 NKJ

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