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Today, weighing heavily on my heart and mind is the subject of loss – especially when it concerns our children. This week, my eldest daughter’s dog passed away. Its one of those things that so many people can be dismissive of because they think, well it is was “just” an animal. And well Max was definitely a dog! So when a pet is referred to as just an “animal”; there is some truth there. But its not the whole truth.
He was a rescue so to be honest, we really don’t know how old he was. We didn’t know his history. But, he became part of our family; and, my dear friends – he is part of our testimony of healing. You see, in addition to it being true that Max was an animal, it’s also true that as I child I was terrified of dogs.
As in willing to run a mile to climb a tree to escape from being near even the smallest, teeniest, little poodle. Actually, as a child there were a lot of things I was afraid of – I was painfully shy, even into adulthood! But then I had my eldest daughter who said ‘daaawwwggg’ before she said ‘Mama’ – and thus began a series of times where I confronted (and conquered) a myriad of fears. Somehow my own desires weren’t enough to motivate me; but the love of my children was enough for me to find the courage to do so.
We had a little dog who she had loved, named Buddy when she was about 2 and a half years old. She so loved that dog and my younger daughter grew to love him too. Neither could imagine a world where there weren’t happy puppies waiting to greet you every time you came home. But, when my girls were yet little, after a cycle of violence and false calm and then repeated violence, their dad abandoned us. We had nothing. Not a car. I didn’t have a job or money. He even took Buddy and sold him since he was a purebred dog. I never knew what exactly he paid for with that money, but it sure wasn’t the rent.
We left; helped by my parents. I knew that as soon as I was able, I’d get my girls another dog. That dog was Max. That a single mom who was starting over could even find a job within a few months, that we could go from homeless to living in our own home, that…well I could go on and on.
The point is – when I think of Max, I think of how God has loved and provided for us. He cared enough to even make sure that my daughter, who so loves animals, could not just have a dog – but have a friend for 10 years. And that, dear readers, is the whole truth – God loves me; He loves my daughters; He loves you! He loves us even down to the little details that make us who we are.
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