Originally Posted by Lorraine  When God Speaks, Wait
by Lorraine Effa
Last week, I had a call from a woman in my area wanting a Yorkie puppy but could not afford the going prices. Her previous dog was I believe a Schnauzer if memory serves me correct. He lived to be 18.
I have one looking for a home, I considered it, but had doubts about this couple as a potential owner. What if they can't cover Vet bills, what if he doesn’t get the care because of tight finances? In my heart, I knew I would help them pay for Vet care with my puppy if that should come about. They had a dog that lived to be 18, what's the problem?
Somehow I felt my arguments weren't on target. There was a little 'feeling' way deep down inside and a voice that said 'wait'. Was it God? I didn't know at the time why, but the voice insisted, wait.
Everything seemed good, fenced yard, experienced dog owners, somebody home most of the time, it would likely be just fine for my pup, yet there was that voice that said wait. Did I really care what I got in price for mine? No, but there was that voice that said wait. I even remember telling the lady that wanted a puppy, wait. I kept the contact information as I promised this lady I would do.
That caller never left my thoughts all week. I prayed about it, wondered what to do, my heart ached for the pain she must feel wanting a puppy but couldn't afford to buy one on today’s market. I searched my heart wondering, “Do I give her my pup? Why not just give him to her? The voice still said wait. So I waited.
I ran an ad in the local paper for my puppy for sale, 11 months old. I hate running ads in the local paper for my dogs or puppies for sale, most people find me through my website where I don't post them for sale either; I invite inquiries. This morning I got a call from a fellow who had seen my ad, asking if I could maybe help him. He and his wife bought a Yorkie about a week ago from an Interior town of BC. It was not working out; they were not prepared for all that is required for this little pup. Yorkies are a handful I might add and is a reason why I grill prospective buyers as much as I do. I make sure they are well aware of what they are in for. The breeder that sold this pup is fairly new at it and I would guess didn't ask the right questions or many questions.
He had paid maybe half the going rate for it, had called the breeder but hadn't heard back, and it would, of course, have to get back to the breeder some distance away if the breeder would allow returns. He asked if I would take him. I won't take and resell puppies as it is not ethical for me to do that. However, I will help anyone find a new home if they have to. And yes, I would have taken this pup in rather than it goes where it shouldn't and found it a home to give to someone after they passed my interview.
I told him about my caller of last week and I could pass on the information to her and have her call him about this pup. I called her and I think we both were almost in tears at this turn of events. Last week when I told her I never get puppies to rescue there was that feeling that cast doubt about my own words into my mind. I argued with that feeling saying, “But I never get puppies that need rescue, they are always old dogs or at minimum 7 or 8 years old I knew that idea I have might change.
The person looking for a puppy contacted the person with the puppy looking for a home. He will be arriving to his new owners this afternoon as the current owner is taking him to his new owner, they don’t live too far from each other, about ˝ hour drive.
How did this happen and what just happened? Well, God knew there was a little pup coming up that needed a home more than mine does. God knows I had to do some thinking about my compassion or often lack of compassion and rigid ways, judgments I sometimes have. God also knew I needed a reminder that He is there and as God has taken care of this little pups needs and the needs of the previous owners that were in over their head and the needs of the new owner desperately needing a new little pup in her life, so God will take care of my needs which I have wondered about with the many difficulties I have faced over the last few years.
The voice that said wait is now gone.
Everyone got a gift today. Someone desperately wanting a puppy got one that desperately needed a new home. The people that couldn't keep it got a gift of a puppy going to a new home that really wanted one.
I got the gift of knowing just as my Father in Heaven cared for these people and this little dog, so my Lord and Saviour cares for me.
I learned or was reminded that with God, all things are possible even 11 week old puppies needing rescue.
1 Peter 5:7 Casting all your care upon him; for he careth for you. KJV
And all God's people said Amen.
Little puppy sleeping in the new owners arms. |