“God will lavish you with good things: children from your womb, offspring from your animals… ” Deuteronomy 28:11
Earlier this week I took Daisy with me to pick up the boys from Bible School. A woman approached me and asked what kind of a dog she is. I said, “Cairn and Yorkie, as far as we can tell. She’s a rescue, and I’m thinking about finding her a new home.” She replied, “We had a Cairn and loved the breed. We are looking for a new dog, not sure if we want a purebred or rescue.” We talked and exchanged phone numbers. “I will pray about taking Daisy,” she said.
The next day, there was a message on my cell phone saying the woman wanted more information about Daisy. I ignored her call until evening. My heart told me I couldn’t give Daisy away.
This morning during the drive to Bible School, I told the boys, “I couldn’t give Daisy away.” They practically jumped out of their secured booster seats. “But,” I added, “I am going to have to share her with the family. Each of us gets one-quarter.” Mason said he wanted her wagging tail. Nate said her floppy ears. “I want her heart, I said.”
Is possible God found Daisy for me to comfort my soul? She makes me laugh and cuddles against me when I’m sad. Sounds like a God thing!
Dear Lord, help me figure out how to get Daisy into a crate to travel by air! Amen.