Last week this little guy started having seizures.
Again.
And they just kept coming, until he clustered, and then went into status which then landed us in the pet ER in the middle of last Wednesday night. Did you know that they have doggie ICU? I didn't, but they do. Arendale was a patient there until we brought him home on Friday, only to have to go back to the vet late Saturday.
Last week was awful.
We are wiped.out.
This is on top of everything else that we have constantly going on.
It feels too much. I want to cry and scream and say, "This is NOT fair!!!"
I feel like Buddy here, staring at a closed door, totally confused. Why is this door closed?
It should be open, it is usually open, it is not open...why isn't it open???
Life is supposed to be easier, isn't it?
The funny thing about that is, I can't find that promise anywhere in Scripture. All I can find is the promise that I am supposed to take heart. No matter what happens - pet drama, plumbing issues, chronic health conditions, a re-torn ACL...all of it -
He knows.
He sees.
He hears.
Romans 5:3-5 New International Version (NIV)
3 Not only so, but we also glory in our sufferings, because we know that suffering produces perseverance; 4 perseverance, character; and character, hope. 5 And hope does not put us to shame, because God’s love has been poured out into our hearts through the Holy Spirit, who has been given to us.
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