God Hears

I forgot the most important part of our story about the dog.  I was the one who was panicking about perhaps keeping a big dog in the family.  I was crying out to God to find the owners.  On Monday, I made more posters with Max's picture on them. (My daughter had done this on Saturday and they put them around our neighborhood.)  I left the house fully believing that "by chance" the owner would see the posters as I was putting them up, and all would live happily ever after.  I went to Petsmart and the Vet and put them up, no one recognizing him.  I was going to put one up at the pound, but needed to get home. 

The next morning, during our family prayer time, my youngest daughter prayed that his family would find him.  Then when it was my turn, I prayed more fervently for a miracle, that by some miracle the owners would somehow find him and call me. Having been reading God's Smuggler again to the kids, and his stories of praying for finances and meetings of other Christians in miraculous ways, I prayed with the same kind of faith in believing that that would happen to us, too.  And so it did! God heard my prayers and answered, helping Max go home.

Happy ReBirth to Me!

Thirty years ago (yesterday) my life changed forever! On October 9, 1980, I became a follower of Jesus Christ! What a wonderful 30 years it has been! Of course, there have been ups and downs. Most of the downs were my own fault. God is always faithful. I love Him so much. The words to this hymn have been going through my mind the last couple of days:

What can wash away my sin?
Nothing but the blood of Jesus;
What can make me whole again?
Nothing but the blood of Jesus.

Oh! precious is the flow
That makes me white as snow;
No other fount I know,
Nothing but the blood of Jesus.

There are more verses, but that is all I know. Here is picture of me at a Christian Retreat when I was one year old :)