Devotional for Tuesday, July 24th

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Psalm 91:2 I will say to the Lord, "You are my place of safety and protection. You are my God and I trust you." As some of you know, our oldest daughter Kristen, is working at our veterinarian's office this summer. When she asked what I thought about her working for Dr. Jill I laid down the Mommy Law: "That's fine. BUT, no more animals! Understood?" We are now fostering our second animal. Tyson is the cutest 5 week old Labrador puppy whose mother was killed long before he was ready to be weaned. We have bottle fed this little guy and tried to keep him nourished and cuddled as his own mother would. Baby, our 2 year old Yorkshire Terrier/Chihuahua mix is doing her part to help. Yesterday, Tyson, who by the way looks like a baby polar bear with a long tail, sat beside the pet bed and cried. It was so sad, that I almost wanted to cry. Baby had been outside, but as soon as she came back in, heard Tyson's whimpers and came running as fast as she could get to him. She gently pushed him with her nose up into the bed, and then curled herself around him, putting her head across his neck. The puppy immediately quit crying and went to sleep. Do you ever feel like Tyson? I do. There are days when I'm overwhelmed with the world and the circumstances that surround me. I feel lost and alone. It is then, that I cry out to my Heavenly Father for help and comfort. All through the ages people from all walks of life; kings, prophets, soldiers, lowely shepherds and even Christ himself while on the Cross; have cried out to God. And you know the best thing? Just like Baby heard Tyson crying and immediately came to him to comfort him....God hears us when we cry out and answers. He comes to us, wraps his arms around us and gives us peace.