Something astounding happened to me this month. I have been in absolute awe of what God did for me. It’s taken me time to write it, rather just enjoying and basking in His most wonderful love for me, His power and glory.
My dog went missing. Before you roll your eyes and sigh “Blugh, boring,” just wait… this is not a post about an animal but about God and prayer. There are so many facets to this story that I will have to break it up in other posts. But first, God.
I almost hyperventilated when we realised Maxi had gone missing. We rescued her as an abused pup – literally while she was being thrown around! As a result she does not like humans one bit. The wind blows and she gets a fright. So the thought of her going missing on her own terrified me. Even worse, what tormented my mind most was that she was stolen as bait for dog fighting rings.
I prayed my heart out. I travailed. I stayed on my knees for two weeks. I warfared. I got my family, friends and pastor to pray. I got my home group to pray. I started fasting, and every day after work I would walk around the neighbourhood handing out pamphlets and speaking to people. I was exhausted and nauseous from worry but on the third day I was at peace. I remember sitting in my lounge praying, and then almost in a moment of panic I said, “Lord, I’m at peace this can’t be, it’s not right, why am I not worried about her today?? I can’t relax about this! I must find her!” But in my spirit I heard, “Rest child.”
The peace did not last as long as I allowed negative thoughts to enter my mind. By day five at one point I had to leave my visitors and run into my bedroom crying and praying for the torment that was going around my head about dog fighting. I remember falling asleep crying, and before that in my mind’s eye I could almost see myself above my bed uncovered. I felt uncovered, open to all sorts of attack. I was so tired, I said “Jesus, cover me.”
I grew more tired as the days went on, but constantly pushing in prayer and pushing and pushing, no matter where I was or what I was doing. And now always remembering to keep my armour on so I wasn’t open to attack, especially my mind. It is important to note that during this entire time, God showed me constantly in His word to remain merciful to others and walk blameless before Him.
Be merciful, just as your Father is merciful. ~ Luke 6:36
For the Lord God is a sun and shield; The Lord will give grace and glory; No good thing will He withhold from those who walk uprightly~ Psalm 84:11
I actually asked the Holy Spirit to help me pray, “Holy Spirit help me to pray please. I don’t know where she is, and I’m running out of things to pray. Help me to pray.”
I prayed numerous countless prayers, but the constant prayers I kept praying were:
– according to the Our Father
– declared that her return home will happen (“You will also decree a thing and it will be established for you; and light will shine on your ways.” Job 22:28)
– for His mercy and that He keep a hedge of protection around her
– that He divinely position people to make her return home possible
– keep her nourished and hydrated every day
– that any chains that are binding her from coming home to me be loosed in Jesus name
– that He make the mountains low and the valleys high and the path for her to come home smooth and straight.
This was the Holy Spirit’s doing, and I highlight it here so you can see later how important this was.
One night on my knees I told God that, “Father, I’m in too much distress so I’m placing myself and Maxi into Your arms for Your mercies are great- don’t allow her to fall into the hands of men” (2 Sam 24:14). At one point I was so desperate I said, “I’ve placed her into Your arms, please can’t You just drop her off at my gate?”🙂
By day 7, I messaged Christian friends and family and I told them I had petitioned God to bring Maxi home to me before her birthday on 1st Feb and if they could all stand in agreement with me, which they did. I had hoped at the time this wasn’t a cheeky thing to do. I told God I’m not petitioning Him to test Him, or because I think He’s at my beck and call, but because of Maxi’s fragile personality, I needed her home safely with urgency.
By day nine I then told God I surrender her to Him, as I can’t do anything in my own strength. As the days went on, I had so much more peace in my spirit and I just knew that she was actually safe. I no longer went out every day to hand out pamphlets. As I started to feel bad because I was so tired the Spirit would say, “Rest child.” And I really was at rest even though my body was aching constantly.
I had a dream one night that my mom came to me and said, “just carry on praying.” Even though I felt I should physically rest, in no way did I ever rest from prayer. That was crucial.
Day 13 on a Sunday night, 25th January, I fell into a nice deep sleep. In the middle of the night this voice said to me, “Caddie! I need to tell you something!” I woke up with a fright because it sounded like the voice was right next to me. I kept quiet waiting to hear more. I heard, “the end is near.” I immediately knew in my spirit that my wait for Maxi to come home was close by!
I thought maybe another week or two, but my husband woke me up at 6h30am shouting “Caddie come look! Maxi is home!! She’s standing at the gate!”
I cried with joy, I screamed with joy – in my thanks to God on my knees I eventually started laughing a hearty laugh! The one way you do not expect your dog to come home is pitching up at your gate! By herself. It just never happens. Here is a comment from an animal rescue organisation that had been helping me when they learned Maxi had returned home:
Haha – “magic”😉
I had learned afterwards that my gran could not sleep the early hours of the morning I got the message and prayed to God the most simple prayer, “Father, wouldn’t it be wonderful if Caddie found Maxi standing at her gate this morning?” She had maintained from the beginning that Maxi will return home to my gate. I was thankful for her faith but thought that it would not probably happen like that because it was impossible.
But Jesus looked at them and said, “With man this is impossible, but with God all things are possible.” ~ Matt 19:26
I laughed and laughed at the immense miracle of it, at how simple it was for Him to guide her home that way after being missing for two weeks. I pictured my guardian angel walking and leading her up the road toward my house. I felt the beautiful love of my Father wash over me, the absolute love. He cares for me. I was blown away that heaven had moved for one mere person. My pushing through with constant fervent prayer was heard and honoured. The one way I never expected her to come home, happened! However, I always told God that I know He could do exceedingly abundantly above all I asked and thought for Maxi, in Jesus name (Eph 3:20)…I just did not expect it to be THIS exceedingly abundant!
I want to mention that when the voice/angel spoke to me that night, it seemed to me that the words were ‘made of copper.’ I know that does not make any sense but when they were spoken, they looked like copper. Remember how the one thing I was always pressed to pray for was that any chains that are binding her from coming home to me be loosed in Jesus name? I found out that the word for chains, neḥushtayim, is also derived from copper!
Remember how I kept asking Him every day to keep her nourished and hydrated? Well, she came back not having lost an ounce of weight after two weeks! Not a hair on her head was moved. She was covered in ticks, but biliary never touched her!
Remember how I kept praying that He divinely position people to make her return home possible? Turns out, He never needed a single person, He did it all alone! Such remarkable power! Her path to return home was indeed made smooth and straight!
How forcible are right words! (Job 6:25)
I was able to happily celebrate my sweet girl’s birthday yesterday, all glory to God. I will gladly go through that torment again so He can have all the glory. So many people have told me that they been touched by what He did that it has increased their faith and their faith in prayer!
I pray that you are encouraged. When you face hard trials, it will be hard, no doubt; but push through and persevere, no matter how difficult or hopeless the situation may seem. Your angel is holding a vial of your answered prayers – but just like Daniel, keep pushing for the breakthrough so the prayer can be delivered straight into your hands.