
Good Morning!
Today I am thankful for----yes, I know. You can tell from my picture! Today I am thankful for my dog!
This is our dog Holland II, Holly for short. We have only had her for one week, but she has already wormed her way into my heart. Those of you who know our family, know that our son has cerebral palsy--and had a legal service dog for eleven years. That dog--Lauren--just passed away a year ago. It has been hard--VERY hard, not to have her. She was just such a part of our lives, especially since she WAS a service dog--and went with us literally everywhere. Losing Lauren was like losing a person. She just had more hair!
Anyway, when we lost Lauren, I asked my son if he wanted to apply for a successor service dog. With all the things that are going on at this point in his life, he decided not to apply for a service dog right now. He can always apply later, if he chooses to. Sooooo, when he made that decision, I decided to go ahead and apply for a released dog. This would be a dog who was born into the service dog program, but was released from the training for some reason. It could be for a medical problem, or any number of other training problems that prevent a dog from becoming a service dog. There are only around 35% of the dogs in the program who become service dogs, so you can see how they do need to find good homes for the others who do not pass. Our family has a good advantage in that we would understand how a released dog had been trained, and how it was used to living--with people, and lots of interaction. They are not used to being in the back yard all alone all day, as they were specifically in training to try and become a service dog.
Well, a couple weeks ago I received a phone call from a trainer at Canine Companions. My heart stood still. My brain could hardly understand what the trainer was telling me--that they had a released dog they thought would be a good match for our family. No serious health problems. She is simply a retriever who does not retrieve! Holly has no interest in bringing someone their keys, glasses, wallet, etc. Oh dear. That would NEVER work for a service dog--but a pet dog does not need to retrieve! I didn't know what I wanted to do. It had hurt so bad to lose Lauren. Did I dare open that door of my heart up again, knowing that in this world of sin at some point I would only lose the furry one I had grown to love? Even though I had applied for a released dog, over the months that had passed my heart had closed more and more firmly. If you do not love, you cannot be hurt. Or so we tell ourselves. . .
Then I saw her face in the picture the trainer e-mailed to me. Look at her eyes. Doesn't she look as if she is asking if you would love her? Would you be her family?
I cannot help but think of Psalm 37 when I think of Holly. It goes like this:
"Trust in the Lord and do good;
dwell in the land and enjoy safe pasture.
Delight yourself in the Lord
and he will give you the desires of your heart."
verses 3 & 4
God knew that I needed a dog to love again, and He brought me Holly--a dog who needed to be loved.
We do not always get what we want here in this world of sin. Even when what we want is a good thing--it does not always come our way. But whether those desires of our heart are fulfilled here on earth, or later in heaven, the one thing we can know for sure is that God knows what those desires are.
And we can trust Him.
Today I am thankful for my dog. What are YOU thankful for?