Just over a year ago, I almost lost my daughter in a vehicle vs. pedestrian accident in a driveway.
I shared some of the immediate raw emotion from that here.
Today, all eight of the two-week-old chicks I've been raising were killed by my dog. I sobbed uncontrollably when I found them and as I worked with my husband to clean up the scene.
Was my reaction way out of proportion to the cause? After all, they were just chickens.
I'm wondering if something more is going on. Could it be that in a way I'm processing leftover emotion from last year's trauma through this?
Whatever the case, this small tragedy is an excellent reminder to look back and praise God once again for preventing an unthinkable tragedy by saving C's little life last year.
What grace that I got to enjoy another twelve months watching her grow, hearing her learn to talk and sing, hear her say "I love you" and ask for hugs and kisses. Three hundred and sixty five more days of nursing her at my breast, cuddling her to sleep and waking up beside her every morning.
Praise the Lord whose lovingkindness endures forever!!
I think I will publish the story of her accident and recovery in this space in the coming days so others may know of what He did for us.