Jesus Kingdom Blogs

In the 1920s, in Tokyo, Japan, a university professor named Hidesaburo Ueno adopted a golden Akita dog, whom he named Hachiko. From the very beginning, there was something unique about their bond. Each morning, Hachiko would accompany Professor Ueno to Shibuya Station, and then return home. In the afternoon, Hachiko would wait by the station until the professor returned from work, greeting him with joy. This daily routine continued for over a year, becoming a familiar sight to the commuters. But in 1925, something awful occurred. Professor Ueno died abruptly after suffering a cerebral haemorrhage at work. However, Hachiko did not understand. That afternoon, he waited at the station, as usual, for his dear friend to return. When Ueno did not arrive, Hachiko returned the next day and the day after, waiting for his friend to arrive.  For nearly ten years, Hachiko went to Shibuya Station every day to wait for Professor Ueno. Despite being cared for by locals and fed by passerby, Hachik...

  Not only is he still visiting at 85 years old yet has more than 30 flicks under his belt in addition to a number of books. The star is typically when traveling, yet when he isn’t, you can usually find him on his ranch out in the Texas Hillside Nation. Yet earlier this year, the vocalist rescued 70 equines in the nick of time– they were about to be sent out to the slaughterhouse, and after that to an adhesive factory. Unfortunately, there are many more wild horses in holding pens than in the wild, which is a dreadful fate for these gentle and magnificent creatures.   As a horse lover, Willie was unable to witness that happening. The singer, musician, poet, and lobbyist relocated the horses to Luck Ranch, a ranch in Texas about 30 miles from Austin.

In a quiet corner of a small town, nestled between the rolling hills and peaceful streets, lived a stray dog named Max. His scruffy brown fur, once golden and vibrant, had become matted from months of wandering. Max was a ghost, roaming the back alleys and parks, scavenging for food, and curling up under trees for shelter. No one knew how long he had been homeless, but his eyes carried a silent story of pain and survival. Despite his rough appearance, Max had a gentle soul. His eyes, though tired, shone with a soft warmth that spoke of his longing for love. But like many stray animals, Max had learned to be wary of humans. Fear kept him at a distance, hiding in the shadows whenever someone tried to approach. It was one cold, rainy afternoon when a local animal rescue volunteer named Sarah first spotted Max. She had heard rumors of a stray dog wandering around town, but it wasn’t until that day that she saw him, drenched and shivering beneath an old bench in the park. Her heart broke fo...