A Deeper Trust

     The 6 month mark since Phil passed away has hit me hard.  It is funny how grief is like a wave in the ocean.  Somedays they are larger than other days.  Sometimes I feel like I can not do things without Phil.  Days it seems hard just to accomplish one small task.  Being a Christian, I know that Satan is trying to make me feel like I am nothing.  I also realized that on these days I haven't had my needed quite time with God.  I know He will never leave me.  I tend to read Job 42 on days I need the extra encouragement.  Sometimes life seems hopeless or like it can not get any worse, but I am finding that I have to lay everything down at God's feet and trust Him to work out the details.  After all, He created me and knows exactly what I need.  "Cast your cares on the Lord and He will sustain you; He will never let the righteous fall." Psalm 55:22

Easter Bunnies

     Hopefully this story will put a smile on your face.  Back about a week before Easter this year, we found some baby cottontail rabbits.  I guess I should clarify.  My dog, Stetson, found baby rabbits.  I was outside doing my never ending yard work, and my son yelled at me to come over to our car port.  The dog was barking at something, which was not unusual.  I could hear some sort of baby animal but couldn't see the ground because of the weeds.  I got a stick and began poking around.  I found what I thought were baby mice.  Being the brave Mom that I am, I yelled at my daughter to come look.  She looked in the hole and said, "Mom, those are bunnies".  I knew that.  I had remember seeing a lot of fur on the ground around this hole yesterday.  I called my friend that knows a lot about wildlife and figured out that if they were making noises, then the babies were probably abandoned or the mom was killed.
     Being the adult that I am, I called my mom.  The first thing she said to me was do not bring them to her house.  Well, seeing that I had a puppy, the most logical thing was to take them to her house.  The first thing my mom said was, " I hope you didn't just bring those things here and then AWHH..... they are so cute."  To make a long story short, we raised them as a family for the next 2 months and then turned them back out into the wild.  I still see two of them periodically in the evening.  I believe that God sent them to us to take my children's mind off of their loss.  My daughter was beside herself and mothered them until we turned them out.  I have to say, our first Easter without Phil wasn't so bad after all.