Many of you know, the day Jeremy came home from the hospital, I discovered Penny our Great Pyrenees had an infection and glaucoma that had left her blind. I was overwhelmed and questioned God as to why He allowed that to happen…right then. Thankfully my dear friends jumped in and took care of her round the clock medicine schedule along with the numerous follow up appointments. The infection and inflammation improved, but she remained blind. We started making accommodations to caring for a blind pet.
I have been holding off on saying anything because I wanted to have Penny checked by the vet before I did. Sunday, she was still walking into chairs and doors that were left slightly closed/opened but by Monday morning, I noticed she was tracking me. By the end of the day, I was convinced she could see. There was no doubt in my mind she could see when she started being naughty and stealing crackers from Jeremy’s bedside table when no one was looking.
I took her in first thing this morning. I told the tech what I had been seeing and when she told the vet before she came in, she didn’t believe I was seeing what I thought I was seeing, only based on the fact that Penny should not have regained her sight at this point. She thought that Penny was just adapting to her new normal. She came in and did a couple tests and said, “She can see. This is a miracle.” She then took her in the back where she could observe her eyes in a dark room. She came back and said her eyes are clear and the inflammation is gone and she can see. She said medically speaking, Penny’s eyesight would have come back at week 2 or 3 and when it hadn’t her goal at that point was to make her comfortable as she got accustomed to being blind. She was very surprised that it had come back. She wants us to start weaning Penny off of her meds over the next couple weeks and will recheck her. She again said it was a miracle. But she also believes in miracles and asked if she could pray with me and for our situation.
This morning while I was sipping on my coffee, I was feeling very overwhelmed with life. Like really overwhelmed. I may have been questioning God. Maybe even throwing a bit of a hissyfit. But I was then reminded of Penny and what I already knew without a vet telling me. We had resigned ourselves to her being blind but here she regained her sight overnight. Seriously, she had been walking into things just the day before and had the wide eyed I can’t see look in her eyes. God has been in this all along. He is able to make miracles happen, with or without medical intervention.
I don’t know how Penny’s story will go. I don’t know how God is going to write Jeremy’s story, or our story. BUT He did give me one word before Jeremy was diagnosed and that was “TRUST” and that is what I am holding on to in this. The vet told me of a line in a song that she had just recently heard that stuck with her and it was, “The highest form of worship is to trust.” Wow. That’s intense… and so true.
So despite not knowing what’s ahead, we are trusting that God is still a God of miracles and trusting that He is writing our story, whatever that is. I am grateful we can rest in that.
And… I am leaving all this right here so that I can come back and read this as a reminder especially when I am throwing one of my hissy-fits. 😏
