Alyssa,
your latest blog entry reminded me of something which occurred in my own life.
My little pooch had recently passed away, and it had been her tendency to greet
me at the door in the evening. Buddy, (her name was Buddy) was on my mind as I
pulled into the driveway that night, and I thought,
"My little girl won't
be there to greet me anymore, and I'm the poorer for it."
And that thought
had barely crossed my mind, and as I was getting out of the car, I looked
towards the south, and in the night sky a flaming meteorite came sailing
through the heavens in an arc that was positioned above my dear little pooch's
gravesite in my backyard. This small event was so encouraging to me that God
affirmed my loneliness for Buddy, and that He held her in the hollow of His
loving hands.
It was poignant to realize that our Lord was aware, before He
made the worlds, that I would be reflecting on my Buddy at just that moment in
time, and that He had set that little chunk of meteor on a path which would
transect my little bit of sky for such a time as this.
By William McDonald, PhD. Excerpt from "(Mc)Donald's Daily Diary" Vol. 5
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