My dog story

Everybody likes a good dog story don't we? Well, we have a German Shepard that is ten or eleven months old. This morning about 5am she was in her kennel. Dad had all ready left for work in Des Moines and I had gotten up and fallen back to sleep in my lazy boy. So all of a sudden I heard Revea our dog freak out and break out of her kennel. So I did not think any thing of it, but when I finally woke up I noticed that she was hurt. Could not figure out what was wrong, expect she was limping with both of her back legs. So, like any good dog owner I took her to the vet. I was thinking the worst. And I am pretty attached to that stupid dog that drives me crazy! I could not believe how worried I was about her. So they did x-rays and blood test. I guess she has a bad sore on one of her back paws. They think the little rug thing we have in the kennel must of brushed against it and hurt her and she freaked out. I even went to the church to have him pray for my dog. Something I thought I would never do! And she is o.k. except for her sore. I can tell it is not feeling well since she is just laying down all day and not running and barking through the house. Or chewing everything in sight.

This whole thing this morning shows me that God cares even about the little things in life. If God can help a dog out, I am sure He cares much more about me. I tend to worry a lot about the future. Jesus said do not worry about tomorrow. And that God even cares for the sparrow. I serve an amazing God. Sometimes I get frustrated because He is not working in my timing. Like right now this second. He hears my prayers, He knows my hearts, He knows the brokenness, and He sure does care. I just need to be reminded sometimes that He is God and I am not.

I am going to keep walking....