To Be Like Jesus
I was not okay. My family and I had COVID,…and so did most of our friends. To make matters worse, our 16 year-old chihuahua, Belle, was dying. It was a slow and painful death. I was spending all of my strength, trying to keep her comfortable, which meant that I, myself was not getting any rest. I was actively looking for comfort; txting friends, asking for prayer. Late in the day, my friend, Nichole showed up. She was also having a hard time in life, since two of her family members had just passed away. Even so, since she was already immune to COVID, she had spent her day driving from house to house, taking supplies to friends who were sick. That night, she came right into our living room, sat in the middle of all the sick people, and took the time to just visit with us. She took notice of our suffering dog, and made us feel better by saying that it looked like Belle was still enjoying being with us. Then, we asked her to tel...