In Taiwanese, the word for love is the same for hurt, tiah(n).
In God's own ways of speaking to me through animals and outdoors,
He showed me that truth during our last backcountry trip to Big South Fork
when Middy, my 80 lb shepherd repeatedly bit my right wrist.
Possibly by some impish trick, he had fallen off a bridge.
His body half suspended in mid air by his right hind ankle
that was lodged between the boards of the bridge.
Hearing his cry, I flung myself forward to pull him.
Out of fear and desperation like a drowning man,
he latched on with his jaws to anything and everything within reach, my wrest.
Our screams of anguish penetrated the woods.
I couldn't drop him, nor could I hang on. As my fingers loose their strengths,
I heard Olan's voice and felt him freeing Middy.
Once released, both dog and human sank to the ground.
Cradling Middy's trembling body in my arms,
I inspected his ankle and my wrist.
Miraculously, we both only sustained soft tissue damages:
neither bloody skin nor broken bones.
Soon after, Paul and Nita arrived.
While Paul ACE wrapped my quickly expanding wrest,
Nita helped Middy out of the ditch.
Out of fear and desperation, Middy wounded me.
Likewise, out of fear and desperation, our loved ones can wound us psychologically, too.
As the first responder to help those we love, we can, we will get hurt.
Apparently, God wanted to press further with that lesson;
for, He had allowed Chevy (another 90+ lb dog at my parents') to bite me yesterday.
This time, her bite ripped my left wrist drawing blood.
Chevy snapped out of anger and frustration against another dog.
My arm simply got in the way.
As the first responder to help those we love, we will get hurt.
Because of His love for us, God absorbed blows of fear, desperation, anger, and hate.
He received the hurt so that we may receive his Love.
by Ming Lien
In God's own ways of speaking to me through animals and outdoors,
He showed me that truth during our last backcountry trip to Big South Fork
when Middy, my 80 lb shepherd repeatedly bit my right wrist.
Possibly by some impish trick, he had fallen off a bridge.
His body half suspended in mid air by his right hind ankle
that was lodged between the boards of the bridge.
Hearing his cry, I flung myself forward to pull him.
Out of fear and desperation like a drowning man,
he latched on with his jaws to anything and everything within reach, my wrest.
Our screams of anguish penetrated the woods.
I couldn't drop him, nor could I hang on. As my fingers loose their strengths,
I heard Olan's voice and felt him freeing Middy.
Once released, both dog and human sank to the ground.
Cradling Middy's trembling body in my arms,
I inspected his ankle and my wrist.
Miraculously, we both only sustained soft tissue damages:
neither bloody skin nor broken bones.
Soon after, Paul and Nita arrived.
While Paul ACE wrapped my quickly expanding wrest,
Nita helped Middy out of the ditch.
Out of fear and desperation, Middy wounded me.
Likewise, out of fear and desperation, our loved ones can wound us psychologically, too.
As the first responder to help those we love, we can, we will get hurt.
Apparently, God wanted to press further with that lesson;
for, He had allowed Chevy (another 90+ lb dog at my parents') to bite me yesterday.
This time, her bite ripped my left wrist drawing blood.
Chevy snapped out of anger and frustration against another dog.
My arm simply got in the way.
As the first responder to help those we love, we will get hurt.
Because of His love for us, God absorbed blows of fear, desperation, anger, and hate.
He received the hurt so that we may receive his Love.
by Ming Lien
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"愛" and "疼"
something to sleep on tonight~