It's been almost two weeks and I know this is still going to be hard. I can already feel myself getting all teary.
That first sentence was from 10/16. Ok, I had to stop back then and leave this post. Hopefully I can work on this now a bit better. Nope, Still teary.
On October 4th we said our goodbyes to our beloved little Yorkie, Atilla. He had such a great life...and a long one too. He was one day from his 17th birthday.
I loved him so much. He was my first dog....ever. My parents got him for me as a Christmas gift during my 9th grade year of junior high. It was a complete surprise and I loved it! From day one he was a ball of energy...going at top speed and letting his presence be known. Atilla had such a great personality...a perfect fit for our house. Of course he was also very stubborn.
I miss him.
Some of his nicknames:
Tilla-bug
Tilla
Bubba
This picture is of Atilla and Chancy, our Toy Poodle.
I have so many things that I'd like to say about him, but the words just are not coming. I'm sure many of you understand what I am trying to say. I just felt like I needed to post about this...I hemmed and hawed over it...and just kept feeling like I needed to share this. This is in part why I haven't been posting frequently the last few weeks. That and I've been very busy getting ready for the craft shows I am participating in this year. My first one is going on right now. From what I can tell, I am pleased with what I've sold so far. Hopefully I can get some pics of my display before I tear down and share with you.
2 Corinthians 12:9-10
9But he said to me, "My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness." Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ's power may rest on me. 10That is why, for Christ's sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong.
And I leave you with the words of a favorite song of mine, by Casting Crowns:
"Praise You In This Storm"
I was sure by now
God You would have reached down
And wiped our tears away
Stepped in and saved the day
But once again, I say "Amen", and it's still raining
As the thunder rollsI
barely hear Your whisper through the rain
"I'm with you"
And as Your mercy falls
I raise my hands and praise the God who gives
And takes away
And I'll praise You in this storm
And I will lift my hands
For You are who You are
No matter where I am
And every tear I've cried
You hold in Your hand
You never left my side
And though my heart is torn
I will praise You in this storm
I remember when
I stumbled in the wind
You heard my cry to you
And you raised me up again
My strength is almost gone
How can I carry on
If I can't find You
But as the thunder rolls
I barely hear You whisper through the rain
"I'm with you"
And as Your mercy falls
I raise my hands and praise the God who gives
And takes away
I lift my eyes unto the hills
Where does my help come from?
My help comes from the Lord
The Maker of Heaven and Earth
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