Bandit

I still remember the day that my son, Aaron, who worked at a nursing facility, came home from lunch bringing a leashed Bandit home to stay. His son, Ammon had been wishing for a dog, and, Bandit had been a companion dog for one of the recently deceased residents of the facility.

Bandit had the appearance of an aggressive, no-nonsense dog, not to be fooled with; but he was anything but that. He did bark ferociously at intruders (anyone who came through the door), but that was never backed up. He was shy and scared and timid. He became a beloved family dog, welcoming in another 3 kids, besides the two already there.

He loved being a part of the family and expected to be treated as one of the kids, including having McDonald’s cheesburgers, even if he had to steal one. And so it was sad to see his physical decline in the last few weeks and months, finally sucumbing to death last week.

So, here’s to Bandit and all the love our pets freely give us.

BANDIT
Bandit joined our family; a nursing dog, kind and true.
He loved each member from Abe to Allie, and me and you.
Bandit served us in kindness, in his own loving way.
We know God has a special place where souls like Bandit play.

Aaron learned from nursing, how to love each passing soul.
He comforted and helped Bandit to join God's forever show.
Your Dad gave you precious moments to share with a dear friend,
Through Bandit's last days here on earth, with his dear ones, to the end.

We feel for your great loss of this dear loving soul.
His memory will live in us where ever we may go,
Until that day, we met again, somewhere beyond life's trail,
And run and play with our dear friend, somewhere beyond the veil.

The Video Game

Last week my Grandson handed me a game controller, logged on to Minecraft, giving rapid instructions on how to run, fly and navigate the scene. His figure skillfully raced through the countryside while mine bumped, bumped, fell, and stumbled aimlessly without direction or goal! I’m sure with practice, I’d have done much better.

I have been the spectator of many Zelda episodes of triumph and defeat, and have been fascinated at the not-so-obvious “drops” that yield a plethora of weapons, potions, boosts, gear, collectibles, and even a diamond pickaxe, all very useful and necessary to ‘win’ the game.

I watched you play the game today,
So skillfully....I'm proud to say.
You're little figure tramping about the countryside,
Seeking potions both far and wide.
With passion you searched, and you received
The gear to help you on your quest--the things you need.
You boldly and carefully made your way
Thru darkened night and treacherous day.
And as you did, you never missed
A chance to gain the loot you wished.

And when the foe with all it's power
Appeared.   You did not cower,
But initialized your gifts so valiantly,
And battled bold to victory.
Your perilous path was  wild and long.
You sometimes sang the victor's song.
Then, finally,  when the quest did cease,
You reached  the grand reward of peace.

Aren't we all in the 'game of life'?
We also face our foes and strife.
And need to collect the tools to aid,
Or else, we'll truly be afraid.
Then we can face each obstacle with power
That transforms us each day and hour.


 

This is a poor image of a painting I did from a beloved Babar book, illustrating some of the ‘tools, weapons, potions, or whatever, that we may need in our ‘game of life’.

On 14 January 2020, Michael T. Ringwood addressed a BYU devotional and spoke of “Gifts”, much like the ones spoken of above. I quote from a segment of his address:

“If you are familiar with classical stories, myths, and legends, you will remember that when a hero undertakes a quest, a mentor often gives him or her gifts for the journey. these gift could be special clothing, implements, food, healing medicine, or key information. Whatever the gift may be, they are essential to the hero’s success. They are the provisions to meet the challenges ahead—-to pass the test that transforms the hero, giving him or her strength to overcome hard things and do the work he or she is destined to do. And, in many cases, the importance of the gifts is not fully understood until they are needed and used.

And so it is with us. Our Heavenly Father has provided us with great and marvelous gifts for our journey here in mortality–and for the greatest quest of all: to come unto our Savior and gain eternal life. These gifts help us navigate the tests and tribulations of life: distresses, persecutions, famines (both temporal and spiritual), injuries, and even death. Without them, we cannot succeed. Yet with them, we are transformed–strengthened…”

Then, in his address, he lists 8 gifts: The Light of Christ, Agency, Commandments, Jesus Christ, Grace, the Holy Ghost, Living prophets, and happiness.