As I lay on the floor the other morning petting my sick dog (knowing I am going to have to put her down) my heart is breaking. I have come to love this little dog. I say out loud “I love this little dog” I hear a voice in my head say “as much as you love this little dog that is how much I love you” I know that it is supposed to be comforting but it was not. It does not change the fact that I did hear the Lord. So there is a level of comfort there I am just grieving too much to see it right now. If you read the other stories about Pin Pin or Penny you know she had been an abused dog and we gave her a good home for two and half years. We had our ups and downs but she was a good dog. She devolved what we feel was cancer and she had tumors all over and some were big as 25 cent gumballs. She was in a lot of pain. So we made the heartbreaking decision to have her go to heaven yesterday at 4:30. It was gut wrenching. She had all her wits about her and the enemy wants me to feel like I killed a perfectly good dog. I know what the truth is.
The sign at the Vet’s office said.
Heaven is where all the dogs that you loved will meet you with wagging tails.
So it is very lonely in my office this morning where my Pin Pin would lay at my feet.
13 I pray that God, the source of hope, will fill you completely with joy and peace because you trust in him. Then you will overflow with confident hope through the power of the Holy Spirit.