We lost one of our blessings one week ago, on Saturday night. Diamond, our 2 year old beloved friend, was hit by a car.
Diamond (named for the diamond on her head) came into our lives, unexpectedly. My son acquired her while he was living on his own (for 2 months). And when it didn't work out, he moved home. I did not want a dog...but I had no choice. But God knew what he was doing. All four of us in the family fell in love with Diamond. As we enjoyed her antics, it gave us something to talk about with our son. We laughed at the way she would try to talk to us with her growly voice, and we were quite entertained when she pushed the basketball around the fruit trees at lightning speed. And now, she brings us together in her passing, as we grieve.
Many months ago, a wild poppy seed fell in front of Diamonds dog house. When I played with Diamond on the grass I didn't even notice it. Until about a month ago it began to get taller, and I wondered if the little plant would survive Diamond entering and leaving her dog house.
A few days before her death, it began to bloom. But I didn't really notice it until the morning after that fateful night. I took a picture of it then.
With a tear in his eye Mozart told me that when he went out to see it, he noticed four blooms on it.
Now it has filled out quite a bit and covers the whole entrance to the dog house.
Jesus words are comforting to me when he says that the Father knows when each Sparrow falls. Although his words need to be taken in context, I do feel he cares about all the animals.
"Are not two sparrows sold for a penny? Yet not one of them will fall to the ground apart from the will of your Father." Matthew 10:29
