The Incredible Journey

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 1^st 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, 25^th 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.

How God spent Friday night

Friday night was the horrors. I am very against giving dogs bones to eat. When I was a student I worked at a vet on weekends (surprised?) and a woman had given her Poodle a bone as a treat and it sliced his oesophagus all the way down! This is why I am so against dogs eating bones and I’m always warning people to not give their dogs any!
Lo and behold. What did I do after having a braai (BBQ) on Friday? I gave each of my three dogs a rib bone. As I sit here I still cannot understand why I did that! How stupid do you get? I think because the bone was very flat and smooth I thought they would safely enjoy the treat. I was wrong!

I stood outside to keep an eye on them when all of a sudden my little dog, Maxine, (who we rescued from abusers) yelped in pain and twisted her neck in a way that indicated this bone was stuck! To say I was horrendously horrified is an understatement. It was stuck alright – so badly that she could not look to her left and would walk skew! I shoved my finger down her throat in the hopes of feeling it but to no avail. Worse, it was late and all the vets were closed!
I would love to be able to tell you that I never wavered and was confident that God would help. No, I completely freaked – so much so that I became dizzy for a sec! You’re going to laugh but I placed my hand on her throat and took authority over the bone in Jesus name and commanded it to not cause any damage to Maxi, to smooth itself out and leave her body without harm.

I made her bed next to mine for the night, fell flat on my face and prayed really earnestly for an hour. The gist went something along the lines of,
“Father, forgive me for what I have done to Your dog, who You have entrusted into my care. Forgive me for being a hypocrite in warning others but I did it myself. In Your mercy please reverse my stupid mistake. Look what I’ve done to her! I know I don’t deserve mercy right now but I know I can ask You because You are a good God. Lord, You know I will never be able to live with myself should something happen to her! Your word says that You raise up those who are bowed down (Psalm 145:14). You don’t even have to raise me up, please raise up Maxi in my place, she has been through so much (as you can see I was pretty desperate). Father I pray that You fix this for me and heal her. However, I do know this is a difficult and trying situation, and maybe it’s something You want me to mature from. To be honest with You this is not a test I want, but, Your will be done on earth as it is in Heaven. To You Lord, Who is able to do exceedingly abundantly above all I ask or think, be the glory (Eph 3:20). Blessed be Your name. Amen.”

I only slept for about 2 hours Friday night, as every time Maxi moved, she would cry in pain and I would wake up, and pray some more.  I was not in any way confident, I felt sick.
I rushed her to the vet as soon as it opened Saturday morning. I had to drop her off and they promised to call me with results. An hour later I got a call telling me to come fetch Maxi because there is nothing wrong with her according to the xray. I charged over.

The vet said to me, “Are you sure she swallowed a bone?”

“Yes! I was standing right next to her from the moment I gave it to her and saw it happen! It was about 12cm long.”

“Well, look here”, she said pointing to the xray. “There is no bone throughout her body. You can clearly identify bones in an xray by how white they are, just like her spine as you can see. There is not even a bone in her digestive system. I don’t understand. She can even turn her neck properly now.” And she could!

I was astounded! I rejoiced! My husband happily said, “Hah! God removed the bone!”
Maxi was perfect, as if nothing had even happened. What a miracle! I just witnessed a miracle! Talk about lovingkindness and tender mercies (Ps 103:4)! Praise You Jesus!

“So, God, how did You spend Your Friday night?”

“Oh, you know, the usual – performed a miracle here and there.”

 

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The roaring lullaby

Last weekend I had the opportunity to visit some white lions. I was so close I never had to zoom my camera in. Isn’t he beautiful? He was so enamoured with his lady love, he spent his time grooming her until finally falling asleep with his arm around her. It was too sweet!

While I was watching him groom her, he was letting off slight roars, which sounded more of a rumble. Lions don’t purr, they only roar. But it is the most captivating, beautiful sound in the world. It was the first time I could hear a soft roar so up close. I could feel it go right through my body and eventually I felt myself slipping into a daze, it was like a lullaby.

The purpose of a lion’s roar is to transfix and actually paralyse its prey, which is why they roar just before they attack. A lion’s roar is so forceful that it is enough to raise a cloud of dust, and can be heard 5 miles / 8 kilometres away!

“Be sober, be vigilant; because your adversary the devil walks about like a roaring lion, seeking whom he may devour: resist him, steadfast in the faith..” 1 Peter 5:8-9

Have you ever been confronted with a situation that is either so scary or disappointing or tragic that it leaves you paralysed with fear? So much so that you can’t even bring yourself to pray? I had the worst day on Friday – I had to enforce an incredibly hard decision which was the Lord’s, completely opposite to what I wanted, plus I got some bad news. The Lord gave me something on a silver platter and I’m now being told it will possibly be taken away. So I’m numb, filled with all sorts of daunting and disappointed feelings.

So there’s a deafening roar in my ears right now. Regarding my current situation, my spirit shouts, “Blessed be the name of the Lord, a new challenge awaits you in the kingdom!” But my flesh is shouting, “What stupid nonsense is this?!” A definite war between the two.

I know if I don’t stunt his paralyzing purrs with the Word of God, I will stay in this moment of perceived defeat and will not be able to grab onto the next adventure He is about to take me on. Only when I resist that roaring lion in my faith will I be able to have strength to stand up on my Rock; who’s roar is like the sound of many waters (Ezekiel 43:2) and will drown out all those spellbinding meows.
Now if I could just open my mouth and let out a little roar of my own…

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This is how the Lord blessed me today!! Complete elation!

Man, if Adam and Eve never messed up I’d be doing this every day!
God is good! What a great experience!

Rather the Pitbull?

Coming home from work rounding the street corner to my house, I suddenly screeched the brakes. To my left, hiding under a bush was a huge Pitbull, shaking, nervous and covered in blood. I have an incredibly soft spot for Pitbulls, and helping fight in the efforts against dog fighting. My first horror thought was that he was used in a dog fight and dumped, or worse, used as a bait dog. I quickly parked my car at my house and ran back up to him with bandages and dressings. On closer inspection I was thankful that a fight was probably not the case but most likely had been knocked by a car.

It was after 5pm and the emergency number I have on my phone for the lovely man at the SPCA had already gone home. How on earth was I going to find his owner in this big neighbourhood? At this time of day? At the risk of getting bitten, I spoke softly to him to keep him calm and prayed over him. Eventually he could tell I was there to help him. There was no way I would leave him alone. I could not bring him to my house as I have 3 dogs and they would fight and he was so sore, he couldn’t move. 

I earnestly prayed, “Father, please send the Holy Spirit to help me, I can’t do this on my own! Please tell me where the owner is – otherwise You know I will bring a mattress from my house and sleep outside here tonight with him! So please help me?” 

To cut a 2 hour story short, wandering the neighbourhood and asking neighbours if they knew the dog, the Lord led me down a road 2 blocks from my house, and lo and behold there stood a little Pitbull puppy on the pavement who had just gotten outside his gate that was mistakenly left open! That was obviously the house! I managed to call the owner while the puppy chewed blissfully on my leg and Tony the Pitbull was taken home safely and medically treated the next morning.

“the righteous gives and does not spare.” Proverbs 21:26

I love this post by Calvin and Hobbes – when I first saw it a decade ago I burst out laughing, because his last statement is really something that can come from my mouth! This is what I try do in my spare time- I help to rescue abandoned and abused animals and get them re-homed. This is where I give until it hurts.
But I got to thinking what I would have done if Tony was a human? That day I did not care if I skipped dinner, bathing or bed. My focused purpose was to get Tony home and healed. I’m not joking when I said I would have slept outside with him to not leave him alone! Would I have done the same for a human? I tithe and volunteer at my church when an opportunity arises, and buy food for the homeless people in and around my neighbourhood when I can; but am I giving until it hurts for people? If I’m honest, no.

I realise that the complete love and devotion I shower on animals by giving of my time cheerfully will have a massive impact on people who are in need of physical items and the love of Jesus. The love I am showing to animals is the exact same love I need to be showing people more often, because it is Jesus’ love in action. What animals are getting from me is what humans need more of from me!

“Do not withhold good from those to whom it is due, when it is in the power of your hand to do so.” Proverbs 3:27

“He who gives to the poor will never want, but he who shuts his eyes will have many curses.” Proverbs 28:27

I have been trying to place my focus more on what Jesus wants:-
What am I sparing with regards to the poor?
What luxuries can I give up to benefit someone else?
How can I better use my time to give and glorify God?
Are there a few extra things I do not have to buy in the month to use to give to someone else?
How can I bend over backwards so that Jesus is clearly seen?

“Assuredly, I say to you, inasmuch as you did it to one of the least of these My brethren, you did it to Me.'” Matt 25:40
It is great to know that when we give to help others, Jesus sees it as giving directly to Himself. And that is truly a blessing. I should be giving more to King Jesus. And more. And more. Sparing nothing.

“Then the people rejoiced, for they had offered willingly, because with a loyal heart they had offered willingly to the Lord” 1 Chronicles 29:9

 

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Teeny’s Swollen lip – another healing testimony!

My poor kitty cat just couldn’t seem to cut a break! Just as I started praying for his snuffles and wounds, his lip swelled up, raw and protruding, out of nowhere! There was no injury to his lip and it just seemed to get bigger and bigger. Medication from the vet never helped. I could see that it was quite painful for him to eat.

So I decided to consistently pray for healing over his lip, just as I did with his neck. The healing over his lip took a little longer, but it was gone within 3 months!

Here are pictures of it when I started praying in April (6th, 7th and 12th respectively): 

June: (3rd to 11th) Look how the swelling has come down

 

July:

  

And today, I am God’s very own cool cat!

   

How God healed my kitty- what vets couldn’t do!

Healing is a strange thing, and I have to admit – I don’t get it. I really don’t. I find it all complicated. One person may spend hours upon hours and months upon months praying for healing and they never get it; yet another person can ask once and they are healed instantly. So it’s the one area I battle with.

But! I have two testimonies I would like to share with you, and they are of the more fluffy variety – my kitty cat, Teeny.

Teeny was born with snuffles, which is another name for Feline Upper Respiratory Tract Disease. It’s a disease that affects felines in their eyes, nose and mouth, and of course respiratory area. There is no cure. Many cats don’t make it. When I got Teeny, he would sneeze and his tiny little eyes would clog up so badly with mucous. He was constantly at the vet for medication and treatment.

As Teeny got older, the sneezing got worse and he resorted to scratching himself all over. If he came into contact with any sort of stress then it was really bad. At times he would sneeze blood.
In 2010 his scratching was terrible – he had scratched a huge hole into his neck that just got bigger, even when he wasn’t scratching. The vet gave him a shot as well as medication I needed to dab onto the affected area as much as I needed to. But nothing helped. Sometimes he would walk and blood would drip from the wound! Big patches of fur were missing from his neck, front and back. This carried on for a just over a year and no amount of medication was helping. 

      

Eventually I had had enough. Teeny had eventually shied away from me because I was always coming to him with cotton wool and red liquid! I am the child of the Most High God and here I was struggling with a disease that was placed under Jesus’ feet a long time ago!
One of my favourite Bible verses is Romans 4:17 “As it is written, I have made you a father of many nations, before him whom he believed, even God, who gives life to the dead, and calls those things which are not as though they were”. Here, the Lord changed Abram’s name to Abraham one year before the birth of Isaac, thus confessing that Abraham was the father of a multitude before it happened in the physical.
I find this a beautiful powerful promise to the children of God. Our Bible starts with “calling things” into existence. God called forth light and the light came. He spoke creation into existence, and here we are.

The tongue is a powerfully scary little muscle. I never really took James 3:6 seriously enough until I went through this process. The verse says, “And the tongue is a fire, a world of iniquity: so is the tongue among our members, that it defiles the whole body, and sets on fire the course of nature; and it is set on fire by hell.” If our tongue is that powerful by the words it spews out, what are we calling into existence then? Scary thought!
The whole of creation was made by and responds to words. Our words, when spoken in faith, release either life or death (Proverbs 18:21) and will affect people, things, circumstances, and yes, our pets!

God gave us dominion over creation and I take that very seriously! I’m currently waging war in prayer for our rhino! I wholeheartedly believe that we release power by the words we speak. So, I decided to stop his medication and first took authority over his illness and commanded it to go in Jesus’ name. Every day, every time I would walk past him, I would thank God for Teeny’s healing in Jesus’ name and for what He accomplished on the cross. I would walk up to Teeny and say “Hello Teeny, Jesus loves our little Teeny and has healed you! We thank You Jesus for Teeny’s healing and that this wound will soon be gone all because of You!” Something like that, every day. Proclaiming Jesus’ truth and declaring, and most of all, thanking! I will never expect to see healing without thanking. 1 Thessalonians 5:18 says, “In everything give thanks: for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus concerning you.” It is God’s will that we thank Him for everything He has done and is about to do! Always be thankful, I cannot stress that enough!

I also like to pray using scripture a lot. The Word is living and powerful (Hebrews 4:12) and can only fuel your prayers! So, I would also say over Teeny, “Thank You Father for Teeny’s healing! Thank You that You are able to do exceedingly abundantly above all I ask or think for Teeny’s healing, in Jesus’ name” (Eph 3:20)

Teeny’s wound was entirely gone within 4 weeks! After a year and a half of struggling with medication and treatment!

During the whole thing, I never once doubted. It was almost like “Duh! Why didn’t I think of that! Oh well, let’s get this done!” Remember James 1:6-8 “But when he asks, he must believe and not doubt, because he who doubts is like a wave of the sea, blown and tossed by the wind. That man should not think he will receive anything from the Lord; he is a double-minded man, unstable in all he does”. Don’t doubt – God has given us this power, so use your God-given authority!

Focus on the good that you want to see, and do not look at what is right in front of you. It shakes your faith. I focused on seeing Teeny healed, not at the huge bleeding sore that looked straight back at me. It was just a temporary wound – temporary because Jesus says it is!
When my daughter was in NICU, the paediatric nurse that was assigned to her was saved and I thank God for her. She became my mentor and she is a wonderful woman of God. One day she came to me and said, “God asked me to give you this verse.” And she handed me a handwritten verse of 2 Corinthians 4:18: “While we look not at the things which are seen, but at the things which are not seen: for the things which are seen are temporal; but the things which are not seen are eternal.” 

Teeny no longer scratches or sneezes today, and is wound free! All glory be to God! Who was, and is, and is to come!

Healed! Just in time to attack the carpet!

Do you see in the first picture of Teeny, how swollen his lip was? Click here for that testimony!

 

 

 

The kitten of 1 Timothy 4:4-5

When I was seven months pregnant, the Doctor picked up a problem. There was too much fluid around the baby. This would mean one of three things: the baby was Down syndrome, I had gestational diabetes or the baby had TOFS. I was ssoooo hoping for diabetes. I don’t think anyone in this world has wanted diabetes so badly! Anyway, it was TOFS- a very long story but with a happy ending.

However, when I was 3 months pregnant my cat, Georgia W. Bushytail, gave birth to two still born kittens. She was absolutely devastated. I have never seen an animal so emotionally crushed. I just wish there was  a way of us letting an animal know what has happened, so that they too, can get closure like we do. My poor angel would run meeouwing around the house looking in cupboards and around corners, under beds etc for her babies. She was desperately looking for them. She became possessive over me – I was not allowed to even talk on the phone because she would cry, jump on my lap and put her paw over my mouth to make me stop talking! I was so heartbroken for her, I couldn’t stand her pain.

I had thought of getting a newborn kitten from a shelter for her – the more newborn, the better, so that she could bond with him/her. This was a shot in the dark obtaining a kitten so tiny, but I prayed and asked God that if it was His will for Georgia to get another kitten, to please make it happen as her pain was just far too much. In the interim I had contacted 2 animal shelters that rescue abandoned kittens and cats and asked them to keep a lookout for me. I was told that I was asking for a miracle because to find a kitten at such a young age is impossible. I just knew that if God was willing I would have a kitten for Georgia.

Four days later the cat shelter called me – they had found an abandoned 2 week old kitten! I rushed over there and he was the most teeny tiny little mo you ever saw! I called him simply, Teeny, because I couldn’t get over how tiny he was and would always greet him with a “Hello my little teeny tiny mo!” The name Teeny, suffice it to say, stuck.
As soon as I took him home Georgia grabbed him by his little head and pulled him to her to give him a bath! It was the most precious sight I had ever witnessed! Those two are inseparable and her heart healed. Thank You to Jesus Who is ever so kind-hearted! I was so thankful to Him and thanked Him many times over for this special blessing.

Which brings me to my point. I was so paranoid now that the Doctor delivered the bad news, that I was trying to find out what I had done incorrectly to warrant this problem. Then toxoplasmosis hit me! I thought maybe I had gotten that due to a new kitten in the house. I wanted to throw up at the thought! This thought tormented me that I got down on my knees and pleaded with God for mercy and whether this is what actually happened. Did I cause unintentional harm on my unborn child trying to help my cat? But it was God’s will was it not? I asked for a kitten only if it was His will.

The next morning, swollen feet and all, I was getting ready to go grocery shopping with my mom. I was about to brush my teeth and the Holy Spirit said “Go read 1 Tim 4: 4-5”. I thought “Huh? Nah…I’m hearing things”. I grabbed the toothbrush…” Go read 1 Tim 4: 4-5!” Again I thought my mind was just running overtime. I got dressed and was about to walk out my bedroom door when the voice was so persistent “Go read 1 Tim 4: 4-5!!” This time I could not ignore it. When I turned to the verse I burst into tears at what I found:

“…for every creature of God is good and nothing is to be refused if it is received with thanksgiving, for it is sanctified by the Word of God and prayer”

Yes, this passage was actually referring to people worrying about eating food that is sacrificed to idols. For example, when I was visiting in Taiwan, I knew to pray over all my food and thank God for it, because even though they usually bless their food to their gods, everything comes from our God Almighty who created Heaven and earth. When we pray over our food, it is sanctified.

However, God knew to show me this verse because it fit in so perfectly with what I was worrying over. He knew I would know what He meant. I had firstly asked His will for a new kitten, and was so thankful to Him when receiving this little kitten that he was set apart from causing me any harm.

The most important lesson I learned from this was seeking God’s will. If I had gotten a kitten without His permission, something may have well gone wrong! But once you are in His will, you are blessed. You can conquer mountains!

Do our pets go to Heaven? A dream..

Anyone who knows me knows I am crazy about animals! For many years I have studied on finding the pet lovers’ answer to “will I see my pet in Heaven with me? I have prayed countless times asking God for an answer. On this day, I think He kindly gave it to me.

There’s this wonderful doggie I watched a video of one day in 2012 on Godvine – it was very sad and it made me cry my eyes out at my desk at work. Ol’ Boy was a dog in America that lived on the streets his entire life with no one to love him. Animal rescuers fetched him when he was lying down howling in pain for 3 days from disease and tick bite fever. In his last few days on earth they took him home with them and gave him love. He passed away at least knowing the loving touch of a human hand and a blanket.

Then I had this awesome dream of Ol’ Boy the night after. I was on the front lawn of someone’s house in America. I could see it was America by the type of house.
I first saw Ol’ Boy in the sky with his name written beneath him. Then suddenly he was on the lawn next to me looking very healthy and in good condition.
This little boy (about 12 years old) then came out of the house, who I expected was the owner and was neglectful of him. I never saw his face at first, but I could see he had dark brown, thick, shiny, wavy hair. He walked up to Ol’ Boy and I was relieved  to see him lovingly cradle him and play with him while crouched down on the grass with him.

Then the little boy looked up at me and his face shone with beauty- he had amazing crystal blue eyes that actually looked like precious gems, pure white teeth and red lips and he broke out into a huge stunning smile toward me. The smile radiated and his face was much more beautiful than I have ever seen on earth. It was almost not real, it was like his beauty was exaggerated.
The way he looked at me with that smile, I felt in the dream, was to reassure me that Ol’ Boy is ok with him and they’re happy. Then the dream ended.

I loved this dream. It has given me hope that my pets are in Heaven. A hope I have had my entire life and one that I ask Jesus about all the time. I am hoping that the dream was from God, and the little boy was an angel.