When a puppy gets sick, really sick, the no-answers kind of sick, the failing-everyday kind of sick, the puppy’s “mom” can hardly watch, can hardly pray, can hardly bear another…

But sometimes, the puppy will actually recover. God will provide the puppy all that he needs— an expert doctor, medicine, and a knowledgeable care-giver. And then the puppy’s mom can hope again.

The puppy’s mom wonders why God heals some but not others of His creation. It’s silly, she knows, to wonder about a sovereign God, but she can’t help it. Why a puppy and not a husband? Why a fellow from church, why a child in a children’s hospital, why a friend’s friend, why a friend? And not a husband.

She won’t let God’s plan perplex her for long, on the puppy’s first night back home. Because he walks again! He puppys again. He’s healed. She’s thrilled that God gave this creation to her and back to her. This time He healed His creation.