God got a dog


She never meant to.

She liked dogs, She’d

like them ever since She was a kid,

but She didn’t think

She had time for a dog now.

She was always working

and dogs needed so

much attention.

God didn’t know if She

could take being needed

by one more thing.

But She saw this dog

out by the tracks

and it was hungry

and cold

and lonely

and God realized

She’d made that dog

somehow,

somehow She was responsible

though She knew logically

that She had only set the

world on its course.

She couldn’t be blamed

for everything.

But She saw this dog

and She felt bad

so She took it home

and named it Ernie.

and now God…

has somebody

keeping Her feet warm at night.


–Cynthia Rylant, from the book, God got a dog, Birch Lane Books, New York.

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