God’s gentle messages…

Six years  ago I  lost  one of my best friends, my pet Pomeranian, Skipper.  The pain of seperation  and  loss  was tremendous  and, as always , I  prayed he  was safe in heaven.  As an act of kindness, my grandkids  and their mom brought  me a scrawny little  lilac tree and planted  it in my yard in honor  of my little buddy and called it “the Skipper tree”.  I so appreciated this  act of empathy that  I  didn’t  tell them the spot  they picked for the tree was a place  where nothing  that was ever planted   there lived. To my surprise that little  tree not only lived but flourished and every spring  when it blooms I  praise God and thank Him for letting me feel that my Skipper is alive and well with Him.

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