a sad, sad day

My sister lost her dog Chance today. My heart is breaking for her. I just cannot fathom why God allows certain things to happen like this to some and not to others. It is so unfair and so sad. I am remembering the time that I hit a small dog in Corpus and I cried myself to sleep for so many nights (and I did not even know the dog). I remember the situation so clearly when it happened and I found myself placing blame on myself, even though I knew it wasn't my fault. Even though I know He is in control, I felt so helpless and out of control. I felt this thing, this tragedy was going to break me and I could feel the pain and the sorrow pricking my heart. I can still feel it now, and it is the same feeling as I sit here and weep for my sister. I am reminded of the truth that God does understand pain and suffering as he once walked among us. He gave up his own son to die for us. I often wonder though how much suffering we can take as humans and how much is too much? Is it possible just to become impervious to pain? And if we could, would we want to? How many scars and wounds can one grieving, tortured soul endure?

I pray that God's peace would shine so radiantly in my Kiki's heart. I pray that he would hold her up and keep her going. That he would give her the strength to tarry on.

Chance and Harley

Oh how precious and fleeting life is. As I sit and think about her suffering and loss, I am reminded that the only thing that matters is Love. Love is what we are living for. (not jobs, money, a big house and a new car). It's the only thing that keeps us going. Nothing else matters. And no matter what happens, love always wins. Love always remains, even though God takes away from us those we love.