He Sees the Small Things

     This past week was a rough one for me and my family. After a few months of her health being up and down, we had to put my dog down. I know a lot of people don't get attached to animals, but I certainly was attached to mine. It was about the hardest thing I've ever had to do, and I'm still sad about it. But what I want to share with you are a few "small" things that I came away with from the week. It amazed me how God seen how hard it was for me and planned things to help me through it. 

    Late afternoon on Wednesday my mom told me what the vet had said after calling with the results of the test they'd run. They said there wasn't much hope. I cried on the way to church that night, and when I walked into the sanctuary my Pastor was practicing a solo he's singing. The first words I heard when I walked in were "I AM Almighty God your Father, the risen Son of man, The Healer of the broken, and when you cry, I AM.". "No way", I thought. I just walked in here crying and he just happens to be practicing now and just happens to be singing those words at that moment. Only God could've planned that, and I think He did, just for me. 

    We were supposed to go to Indiana last week for Fairhaven Baptist Church's Empowered Youth conference. However, because of multiple random things, we weren't able to go. When I had thought we were going, I asked for the week off of work. I'm very thankful I had the week off and that we didn't leave. I never would've thought that I would be thankful we hadn't gone. I'm glad God makes the plans and not me. 

    I have some amazing people in my life. One of my friends came over on Thursday and even went with me when we took the dog to the vet. She let me cry and was just there. And on top of all that she brought me and my brother our favorite Dunkin drinks: ). Friday morning my cousin took me to Starbucks and we spent the morning together, just to help me not think about it. Friday night we had already planned to have some kids over to play games, and another one of my friends let me talk about all this random stuff about my dog, let me be hyper and goofy, and just stood there next to me sometimes. I got so many texts from so many people on Thursday saying they were praying for me. 

    I know some people are probably thinking, "come on, it was a dog.". But I loved my dog, and it was really hard for me to say goodbye to her. And it really made me realize that God sees me, one seventeen-year-old girl in the world, and He knows that my dog died last Thursday. He knows it was really hard on me, and still is. He put things in place to help me. He sees that small thing and cares about it, while He's running the rest of the world. How amazing is that?  He sees your "small" things too. He knows you and loves you. You're never alone, He always knows what's going on in your life, and He cares. Never forget that.