May I never forget that miracles do happen, and that prayers do get answered.
Today my youngest dog (Nibbie) came home after missing for over 8 hours, something that has never before happened. We’ve had three dogs before who, after they were missing for 2+ hours, never came home anymore. Today is just totally gratifying and proof that God truly does answer prayers, that miracles DO happen, as long as we do our part. I was beating myself up internally that she was missing, because I never spent enough time with her because I was always working, at school, or doing something at church; and my mind was racing with all those last times I had with her this morning, and how I looked at her for the last time as I walked out the front door, saying ‘bye’ to my dogs as usual, not imagining that it would be the last time I saw her. I was beginning to think that I deserved what was happening, and that I was thankful that God gave her to us for three years, and that she may bring happiness to the other family who finds and adopts her. And after praying, after searching—driving around and asking neighbors and friends, and feeling so discouraged after finding nothing, I get a call from my uncle saying that she has come home…. And it just totally…. I can’t explain it—filled me with so much hope. It was a definite lesson to ALWAYS take a leap of faith. And it has once again reminded and revealed to me of how seriously and how greatly merciful and compassionate God is. He’s shown it to me in the way the neighbors were all so compassionate and helpful, and He’s shown it to me in the way my friends have been so supportive, so encouraging. Seriously. Thank YOU Lord.
It’s so awesome how God just always does things to assure us that everything will REALLY be okay, as long as we continue to trust Him, and do our best to walk with Him in faith… to step FORWARD in faith. Thank YOU Lord; today just totally helped me to see how very NEAR you are. Thank YOU, thank YOU thank YOU.





