I Love My Dog

I am having loads of trouble with my dog lately. My dog, Sonny, has arthritis in his back legs and he can’t walk very well. He is nearly deaf and can’t see very well either. He has trouble finding his way back from where he started out. that indicates to me that he has a form of Alzheimer’s disease. But I love him.

He used to sleep on my bed with me and I didn’t mind that a bit. Now he still wants to somehow get up on my bed to sleep but he can’t make it. I, at age 91,I can’t pick him up either. He isn’t a big dog but he does weigh 32 pounds! I guess that’s on me feeding him too much, but I think it’s because he can’t move around like he did. I bought a cage and am trying to train him to use it, at least at night, but he would rather cry and whine on the floor beside my bed. And he has to go outside at least twice every night.

You can easily see that I don’t get enough sleep! But I love him. Love is on our minds in February because of Valentine’s Day. If you watch even a little television you will find you not only love candy and flowers, which is something you give to someone you love, but you should consider everything from cars to ladies underwear.

Let me tell you what the Bible says in 1 John chapter4(NIV)” Beloved, let us love one another, for love is from God. The one who does not love does not know God, for God is love.” We must love our neighbor, our Church family, our real family members and God. Of course, we love that special one as well. In another verse, Jesus said we are to love our enemies and pray for them. In today’s world, there are so many enemies, so many really bad people, it’s hard to do that.

I still love my dog and I wonder how I can get a little more sleep. Do you have any ideas?

Have You Ever felt Like This?

In bed, I felt warm and comfortable. I thought, why should I get up, there is nothing to get up for. I will just watch television or the dumb stuff on my tablet. My back and legs hurt,  I’m no good for anyone so I’ll just stay here in bed.

That’s exactly how I felt this morning. Then I sat up, throwing my blankets away from me, and I said out loud, “What’s the matter with me? God gave me this day! Maybe He will give me no more days but He gives me this one and not one to waste either! I should thank Him and get out of bed.”

My son is walking again!I felt much better and began thinking about what I would do with this gift. I knew I wouldn’t waste this day. I poured myself a cup of coffee that my son had started the percolator for me before he went to work. Thank you, Ron!  Then I started writing my blog, thinking, maybe someone will read this and be blessed. We do need to think of each day as a gift. 

My son, In New Mexico, got his new artificial leg and I watched him walk for the first time in a long time. He was smiling as he took those first, hurting steps. But I know him. He doesn’t wake up like I did. Every time his doctor gave him a speck of good news, he called me, and was so excited! You too, know someone who smiles through the shadows. Let them tell you that each day is a gift from God. You will feel better and not waste your gift.