I have recently discovered that waiting is when the good, bad, and ugliness of my soul is uncovered and laid bare.
Vern looked out the window of the truck, ready to hit the road. After a week of living in the basement of my daughter’s house, it was time to go home. Given all the comings and goings of little children and adults, Vern seemed happy to get back to his homestead where he could experienceContinue reading “Vern’s Peace of Mind”
Jesus came to get rid of the rose slugs of our lives.
Vern has refused to eat. His belly has shrunken and he is lethargic. Instead of jumping up to take a walk, he chooses to lie on the sofa or in my husband’s lap. I am tempted to worry about him. And because of this worry, Vern’s dish has been placed in front of him moreContinue reading “Choosing Jesus over Worry”
Vern is going into elective surgery today. Maybe I should rephrase this. Vern is having surgery we determined necessary for him. As much as we liked the idea of little Verns running around, it will be easier for everyone involved to have him snipped. Have you ever experienced something in life that was totally outContinue reading “Vern’s Surgery”
Vern couldn’t understand why the collar was being placed around his neck. He was inside and there was no one around. The last time he wore the collar was when he had run off and almost got hit by a car. He remembered the noise, followed by the vibration. At that point, he wasn’t sureContinue reading “Our Unanswered Why Questions”
Vern was back home but it wasn’t the same. After being away for over ten days, home looked familiar but there was something very different from when he left. Bee and the two humans who occupied the house were in place, but instead of being able to have free roam of the rooms, there wereContinue reading “Meekness in Abnormal Times”
Life for Vern has been different this week. Instead of having free reign over his environment, he has been living in confined spaces and directed with a leash to where he can roam. For the first time in his predictable life, Vern has been taken away from all he recognizes and thrust into a worldContinue reading “Our Predictable Lives”
Vern’s feelings were hurt. Bee had snapped after a game of sniffing and playing with their chewed up bone. Why wouldn’t Bee play? She was always wanting to rest on her bed or sit at the door to wait for the humans to come in for a good head scratching. But that last growl wasContinue reading “Forgiveness”