Pet Blessing

Power to Name

Power to Name
Pastor Cogan

Genesis 2:15-20a

The Lord God took the man and put him in the garden of Eden to till it and keep it. And the Lord God commanded the man, “You may freely eat of every tree of the garden, but of the tree of the knowledge of good and evil you shall not eat, for in the day that you eat of it you shall die.”

Then the Lord God said, “It is not good that the man should be alone; I will make him a helper as his partner.” So out of the ground the Lord God formed every animal of the field and every bird of the air and brought them to the man to see what he would call them, and whatever the man called every living creature, that was its name. The man gave names to all cattle and to the birds of the air and to every animal of the field.


When I was a kid, maybe six or seven, my aunt and uncle got a golden retriever puppy. We did not have a dog at the time, so I was so excited to go over and play with it. When we got there, my dad asked, “what’s his name?”. Not yet having one, we made suggestions throughout the night, but nothing stuck.

On the way out of the door, my dad turned toward the puppy and said “see you later champ!” and walked to the car. And don’t you know they named that dog champ! We were shocked.

My dad had inadvertently named their dog.

It wasn’t until many years later, when Champ crossed over the rainbow bridge, that I reminisced with my dad about Champ and how he accidentally named him. To my utter shock, my dad said, “that was no accident… I called him champ before we left because I knew they would name him that. I’ve done it twice in my life and both times it worked like a charm!”

It wasn’t inadvertent at all. My dad, cunningly, slyly, named not one but two dogs that didn’t belong to him! I wasn’t sure if I was impressed or horrified.

After all, naming involves both power and intimacy. As one theologian put it, “naming reflects values and character. Naming reflects hope for who you want a child or an animal to be.” At its best, to name is to honor, to show respect, and to be in relationship with that being, human or animal. At its worst, naming inflicts a lot of harm and damage. In Genesis, I think we see the former.

In the first creation story, we get the famous line about humans having dominion over all the animals. Over the centuries, we have taken dominion to mean do as we wish, hurting that which God created and called good. But in the second creation story, we get an entirely different picture of the human-animal relationship.

Instead of speaking animals and humans into existence, God uses God’s hands to create life, pulling dirt together, giving it CPR, and up from the humus comes the human. God saw that the human shouldn’t be alone. So God did an experiment, and formed every creature, every animal, every bird, out of the ground, just like we were. So it shouldn’t shock us when we continue discovering all the ways we are similar to our animal friends.

And after comes what must be one of the most joyous, yet bizarre scenes in all the Bible.

God brought each one of the animals to Adam so that he could name it! Picture it, with a parade of animals lined up, God handed Adam a large feathered bird and said, what will name it. Adam looks at it and declares, Chicken! God, filled with delight, hands Adam another creature, “And what about this funny looking mammal”, “Aardvark!” How joyous. And whatever Adam named the creature, that was its name!

One of the very first things God gives humans the power to do is name. The question then is how does God intend for us to use that power. Is it to dominate, divide, and do what we please? Or is it to be in relationship with, to care for, to respect, to know the other creatures who walk the earth.

In the garden of Eden, I see Adam’s naming as an act of love and joy that builds relationships. However, we aren’t in the garden anymore. And nowadays we face a near irresistible urge to name each other in other ways, ways that divide and denigrate: conservative, progressive, traditional, modern, evangelical, liberal, young, old, Buckeye… We give huge groups of people one name just so we can fix them into the same box and judge them all the same way.

It is our task now to reclaim the power of naming, not to divide but, as Adam did and build relationships. This is not easy! If you have ever been in a relationship of any kind, name calling comes pretty naturally and quick!

So when you are struggling with that temptation to use other names, like we are so quick to do in our current culture, Think of the names God not only gives you, but also gives to everyone else: child, beloved, forgiven, friend. Even the people you can’t stand, God calls you both by the same names. And those aren’t just titles, but promises of how God sees us and how we can see each other, too.

When you come forward with your animal friend for a blessing, you will tell us their name. By your naming them, caring for them, respecting them, being in relationship with them, you are fulfilling the same call and command that God first gave to Adam back in the garden. So tell us their name in all it’s glory: rover, fluffy, stevie, sadie, tank, rex, sparkles, or even Champ.

We will bless them and the relationship you share.

But even more so, be blessed by the relationship God has with you. For not only does God call you by name, but all throughout Scripture God names us, names you: light of the world, salt of the earth, royalty, friend, child, co-heir with Christ, and most importantly, beloved. Amen.

Pet Blessing for the Weary

Pet Blessing for the Weary
Pastor Mark Havel

Matthew 11:25-30

At that time, Jesus began to say, “I thank you, Father, Lord of heaven and earth, because you have hidden these things from the wise and the intelligent, and revealed them to children. Yes, Father, for such was your gracious will. All things on heaven and earth have been handed over to me by my Father, for no one knows the Son, except the Father, and no one knows the Father, except the Son, and anyone to whom the Son chooses to reveal him.

“Come to me, all you who are weary and carrying heavy burdens and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble of heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.”


In addition to what I’ve already told you about Anne and Janis Janelsins, I’ve had a few conversations with and about some very weary people lately. I prayed with Mike McCoy in the nursing home a week or so ago, thinking it might be the last time I’d get to do that. I’ve seen Tom and Bev Bancroft, and their daughters, off and on the last couple of weeks wondering the same about Bev each time I say goodbye. I stopped to see Dick Bowen on Friday, because he had had some weary days in the hospital last week. He was back home at Springhurst in time for his 91st birthday on Wednesday and planning to get to the New Pal football game Friday night. (“Weary” doesn’t last as long for some of us as it does for others, I guess.)

And there are a few other conversations I’ve had that I’m not at liberty to share here. But suffice it to say – as too many of us know – weary is a thing, people. Heavy burdens are being carried. God’s people are yoked … weighed down … heavy hearted.

And today’s worship is meant to be, not just a light-hearted break from the weariness of the world, but a reminder of the ways God shows up to shoulder our burdens, too. What’s funny – and what would certainly be terrifying for the animals among us, if they spoke better English – is how very literally God has used animals to bear the burdens of God’s people, over time.

In our Bethel class Thursday, we remembered how God commanded the Israelites, in the book of Leviticus, to lay hands on a goat, symbolically loading up the four-legged beast with the sins and brokenness and burdens of the community, and then sending that poor guy off into the wilderness – along with all of those sins, all of that brokenness, and all of those burdens – as a sign that God’s people need not carry any of that themselves any longer. It was a deliberate, powerful, visual, “hands-on” expression of unburdening for God’s children – meant to free them up to live differently, generously, graciously, and thereby more able to bless the world around them in a way they couldn’t until their burdens were lifted.

I hope none of us are sending our pets into the wilderness anytime soon – though one of my dogs is asking for it, if she keeps barking at the rest of us to go outside at all hours of the night. But the truth is, these pets we celebrate and that we’ll bless today, shoulder, carry and relieve our burdens in some pretty practical and holy ways.

The Center for Disease Control says there are lots of health benefits that come from owning a pet. Depending on the animal – and if we’re doing it right – they can increase opportunities to exercise, get outside, and socialize. All of that can decrease blood pressure, cholesterol levels, and triglycerides, too. And, of course, pets can help manage loneliness and depression by giving us companionship. There are, indeed, children and adults for whom a pet is their only friend, their only safe place, their only confidant and their only regular source of love, comfort, and joy.

Now, I suspect many of you have seen or heard the poem, “God Made a Dog.” It’s made its way around the internet in recent years and it’s so on-the-nose for a day like today, that I’ve resisted using it for a pet-blessing until now. You can Google it later and see the many and various video montages people have assembled to accompany its reading – which is often done by someone who sounds a lot like Paul Harvey, if you know who that is. Anyway, the poem goes like this:

And on the 9th-day, God looked down on his wide-eyed children and said, ‘They need a companion.’ So, God made a dog.

God said, ‘I need somebody willing to wake up, give kisses, pee on a tree, sleep all day, wake up again, give more kisses, then stay up until midnight, basking in the glare of a television set.’ So, God made a dog.

God said, ‘I need somebody willing to sit, then stay, then roll over. Then – with no ego or complaint – dress in hats they don’t need and costumes they don’t understand.

‘I need somebody who can break wind without a first care – without a second thought – who can chase tails, sniff crotches, fetch sticks, and lift spirits with a lick. Somebody who, no matter what you didn’t do, or couldn’t take, or didn’t win, or couldn’t make, will love you without judgment just the same.’ So, God made a dog.

God said, ‘I need somebody strong enough to pull sleds and find bombs, yet gentle enough to love babies and lead the blind. Somebody who will spend all day on a couch with a resting head and supportive eyes to lift the spirts of a broken heart.’

So, God mad a dog.

It had to be somebody who remained patient and loyal, even through loneliness. Somebody to care, cuddle, snuggle, and nuzzle, and cheer, and charm, and snore and slobber, and eat the trash and chase the squirrels.

Somebody who would bring a family together with the selflessness of an open heart. Somebody who would bark, and then pant, and then reply with the rapid wag of a tail when their best friend says, ‘Let’s go for a ride in the car.’

So, God made a dog.

So, thank God for the dogs and the cats and the birds and the goats, too. They are a gift and a blessing and the bearers of many a burden. But let’s learn from them and from Jesus, too – and let’s not leave it up to them or only to Jesus – because people are weary, people. And carrying heavy burdens. And they could use a shoulder, or a friend, or some forgiveness, and a load off, for sure.

And it is our call and blessing to rest in the arms of that kind of love when we need it, for ourselves; and to welcome others to the same – to introduce them to the God of mercy and hope we know in Jesus; and to share the gentle, humble, light and easy burden of God’s grace on his behalf.

Amen