Good morning…
Allowing our nine-year-old, cancer-riddled dog to go to sleep at the vet’s office yesterday, I trusted that Tate woke up immediately in heaven. Until this image came in from my golden-retriever-loving friend, I did not feel, in my every cell my being, the full force of God’s resurrection power.
What joy!
What intimacy!
What eternal oneness we share!
Your decisions are always fair. They are firm like mountains, deep like the sea, and all people and animals are under your care (Psalm 36:6, CEV). Thanks be to you, Giver of eternal life.
…Sue…
