Blessings of health...

I sat with my wonderful friend today as she had a heart cath done....everything was ok and we are so grateful.  As I sat there thinking about her friendship and how much it means to me I couldn't help but think of God's hand at work as I moved in next door to her.  She is always there for me whenever I need her.  She laughs with me; she cries with me; she raises her hand in anger with me; she saves all the homeless animals she can find.  I could have moved next door to someone entirely different and I praise God for His blessing.

Last summer, while mowing the grass, my lawnmower found Mrs. Rabbit's nest.  Two of her babies were now gone and I don't know who cried harder, me or my wonderful neighbor.  Not everyone understands a deep love of animals.  She does.  We put the rest of the babies back in the nest and covered it up the best way we could.  Mrs. Rabbit came back and moved those precious darlings.....she hasn't built another nest there so we all learned a valuable lesson. I walk the yard every time before I mow.

Recently, another neighbor moved away and left a sad, skinny, cat.  Can you imagine someone just up and leaving an animal to care for itself and wander the streets?  I know the cat is safe now, because of my dear friend, and I also know that someday those people will be made to pay the price for their inhumanity.

Animals can teach us so much about love.  They are always so grateful to be fed and petted. They are loyal beyond compare.  They depend totally on us for their well being.  In the wild they are to be left alone and not bothered.  In captivity we have the responsibilty of their care.  We become their shepherd and they learn our voice and our touch. 

I lost my rottie two years ago but he will always be with me in my heart.  He was there to meet me when I came home every day and never left my side.  I was the one who left.  He stayed behind, patiently, waiting for me to return and then couldn't wait to shower all his love on me...all I had to do was to take care of him.  He wasn't demanding.  He was just grateful.  Now, Winston waits for me and pounces on my lap every chance he gets.  It helps my hurting heart.

I am grateful for my Father's care and I know He never leaves me.  I thank Him for the precious friends, human and animal, that he has give to me over the years.  They are always in my heart.