A time for mourning and a time for joy

Job 1:21b “the Lord gave, and the Lord hath taken away; blessed be the name of the Lord.”

Yesterday afternoon, we said goodbye to our dog, Jack. He slipped off of his chain and was hit by a car coming down our road. :(

Jack and I had been spending quite a bit of time together lately, working on his obedience training and preparing for his upcoming vet visit. I loved that he had learned to trust me and was always ready for our exercise time in the mornings; often wagging his tail in excitement as I made my way to him. We spent lots of time roaming the wooded area behind our house; just he and I. He had a “most favorite” spot back there where he loved to roll and play in the grass….

At night, when I would bring him inside, I was working on teaching him to sit next to me while typing away on the computer or talking with the family. He would lean over, lay his head on my lap and let me stroke his soft fur.

I loved that dog. I didn’t realize just how much until I carried his lifeless body from the road to a spot on the driveway to confirm what I knew already. He was gone.


Sometimes, it is hard to understand what the LORD is teaching us in the here and now. We are all so very thankful one of our little ones wasn’t hit. It could have been one of them running out in the road, and I know that we would have been completely devastated. I can’t even fathom what it would be like to lose a family member, especially in such a tragic way.

Yesterday was also the celebration of a miracle. It was my younger sister Jessica’s 15th birthday. Jessica nearly died of a seizure (caused by two heart defects) as she was being born. We are so very blessed to have her with us today. How much I would have missed if this precious girl hadn’t been born into our home! Praise to the LORD that He chose to put her in our family, because we wouldn’t have been the same without her.


As I think back to yesterday, and the events thereof, I am reminded of the following Bible passage:

Ecclesiastes 3:1-8

A Time for Everything

3 There is a time for everything,
and a season for every activity under the heavens:
2 a time to be born and a time to die,
a time to plant and a time to uproot,
3 a time to kill and a time to heal,
a time to tear down and a time to build,
4 a time to weep and a time to laugh,
a time to mourn and a time to dance,
5 a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,
a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing,
6 a time to search and a time to give up,
a time to keep and a time to throw away,
7 a time to tear and a time to mend,
a time to be silent and a time to speak,
8 a time to love and a time to hate,
a time for war and a time for peace.

We had both laughing and mourning yesterday. A celebration of the miracle of life and the burial of a much-loved pet. I am praying that the days ahead will be easier. I know they will be, for God has said:

“weeping may stay for the night,
but rejoicing comes in the morning.”
(Psalm 30:5b)

I know that God pre-ordained this for us, and I trust He knows what’s best, even when we don’t understand why. Life will go on, and as time goes by, the pain will be less and less. Jack will always hold a special place in our hearts, but God ordained for him to die yesterday.

God also ordained for us to celebrate my sister’s 15th birthday yesterday- a day we weren’t sure if we would ever be blessed to see. Here she is now, the picture of health,  a charming and sweet young woman. I look forward to seeing where the LORD leads her in the next several years of her life, and I am rather looking forward to taking her tomorrow to take her learner’s permit test for driving.  :)

That’s all for now. I hope each of you have a blessed night.

Sola Deo Gloria,