Day 26—A Higher Purpose for Toast

I strained my eyes to see it. The vet-doc pointed to an area on the x-ray that—quite honestly—looked no different from any other part of cloudy images of light- and dark-gray shades and shadows that covered the film. “Kind of…” I heard my wife and I mutter when the vet-doc asked us if we could see the tiny hairline darker-gray shadow within the larger lighter-gray shadow area. “I think that may be a fracture” she said, pointing to a spot of light gray shadow … “and if it is, that would be causing her enough pain to make her limp around on it.”

We’ll know for sure in a few days. The vet-doc is sending the x-ray to a radiologist. In the meantime, we’re giving our 16-week Golden, “Limpy,” a little extra TLC. (Her real name is Toast.)

Now—you may think what I’m about to tell you is weird, so I’m not going to tell you exactly what we did, but—last Tuesday night our small group gathered together in our house. Near the end of our bi-weekly meetings we always share prayer needs for our various family members, and any other needs, and then enter into a time of prayer. Sometimes, when one of our members is in need of specific healing, we’ll lay hands on them while we pray. I’m not going to tell you exactly what we did that night but our limpy dog conveniently sat in the center of the room (like she always does) while we prayed. The prayers that were offered that night covered a little broader range of the population than usual.

It was a little weird, I’ll admit. But that kind of ministry might actually bring some animal lovers into the Kingdom when nothing else would reach them. Who knows. Maybe Toast has a higher purpose!