Learning Patience in Prayer Over a Rabbit…(what a weird title)

This past summer we’ve been taking care of a pet rabbit for a family (that we don’t at all know) as they’ve been out of state.

In early June my oldest daughter, Paige, received a call from a lady asking if she’d watch this rabbit of theirs and Paige accepted…for what she thought was just going to be a long weekend pet-sitting job.

Communication skills are and have been a large work in progress with our darling Paige…

When this woman showed up with her bunny she also brought along its living quarters, a very VERY big package of bedding, a few bags of bunny litter (yes it’s potty trained), and enough food for a whole herd of rabbits, as well as a tub of accessories.

Immediately I gathered that this was no weekend visit we were preparing for.

After chatting with the woman a bit I learned that her little fur friend would be with us much longer than Paige had understood over the initial phone call—for months she’d be with us in fact.

We never did ask the name because personally I was trying to process the idea that we’d involuntarily committed to this indoor rabbit’s extended stay.

I ended up calling her Kaytee, however, because the brand name on her water bottle has this name and I thought it seemed fitting.

Kaytee is not the kindest bunny; she’s sassy, threatens to bite, and when we put her outdoors to run in our fenced in grass area she’ll literally grunt and then lunge at us like a four legged chainsaw when we’re ready to bring her back inside—it’s entertaining, comical, and terrifying all at the same time.

Overall things have gone well having Kaytee in our home…until this past week.

Her food and water went untouched, she seemed sluggish, and her droppings weren’t typical looking. I contacted her owner to let her know I’d be taking the bunny to the vet immediately.

After iv fluids, two shots, and some follow up nutritional supplements the vet sent us home along with a warning that we weren’t out of the woods yet and only time would tell.

Time.

Time requires patience.

Like Paige struggles with quality communication, I struggle with zero patience.

Because absolutely no concern of ours is too insignificant for God, I prayed a lot over this rabbit—that God would please just heal it; but I also knew patience would be key.

And knowing I needed some encouragement in the area of patience (while waiting on this rabbit’s outcome) I pulled up my Bible app to do some studying over that difficult-for-me word.

Patience.

Isn’t it just like God to speak to our heart when we’ve finally quieted our whirling thoughts?

You guys!! The verse of the day on my Bible app was this:

“I wait for the Lord, my whole being waits, and in His word I put my hope.” —Psalm 130:5

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Time. Wait. Patience.

Those words aren’t always graciously welcomed in my little ‘Alicia world.’

But that sweet verse reminds me that while waiting for God to answer prayers, hope is found in His word and His word points to Him.

Profoundly beautiful.

Praise God Kaytee appears to have made a positive turnaround and will go in for a check up today to evaluate her health.

A quickly answered prayer in this case.

I’ve been around long enough to know though that waiting sometimes never produces an answered prayer—and that can be a tough truth to swallow, one that can cause bitterness even.

When I think about this from God’s view I consider the countless times He’s waited on me…to come to faith, to learn patience, to fully trust, the list goes on…and yet He’s never given up on me even though these things haven’t all come to fruition.

I want to echo His consistency.

Ephesians 5:1 says this, “Follow God’s example, therefore, as dearly loved children,”

When we commit to following God’s example—His leading—we learn to walk, talk, and do life with patience filling our mind and heart through whatever issue comes our way. This truth is where hope hushes the trial and prayers become selflessly surrendered to fall under God’s will rather than our own. Patience is needed in our prayers and it requires a decent amount of trust but the lesson and peace gained in the midst of our struggle makes the wait worthwhile…I don’t know about you but that type of God-focused path is one I want to “hop” on!

Sweet blessings friends, thank you for reading!!

God, you’ve provided us with your word, which is choke-full of direction and hope and we are so incredibly blessed to have such encouragement straight from your heart. Thank you for answered prayers; help us to be patient as we wait on other prayers, just as you’ve had to be with us at times. You are an amazing example and I thank you for showing us your Way. Amen.

Meet Taya

After my youngest daughter, McKenzie, caught wind that last week’s post was devoted to my dog (Eli) she asked if her dog could be next in the spotlight of the blog!?

So without delay this post introduces and features…drumroll…the adorable and bubbly — Taya!!

We are absolutely smitten over this girl! She was born in December of 2019 and belonged to my husband’s aunt and uncle as they raise chihuahuas, so she was one of the pups born to their sweet dog Maggie. We could’ve taken her home much earlier than we did but I drug my feet. I was pretty apprehensive about getting her, knowing she’d hair all over! And let me tell you, she does!!! My OCD wants to take over and freak out over the dog hair but if you remember I just finished reading a book about self-control…so now I’m an expert and never struggle with control issues!!…..??……right

Anyway I’m glad I caved because we are having a ball with this girl! She’s a blast!

I wish I could successfully attach some videos but every time something goes awry….I’ll try anyway…right below is what’s hopefully a playable video:

Taya came home to us back in March when the virus was really beginning to change things.

We’re used to having lots of guests over to our place at various times but at that point all visitors came to a halt so she spent months with just our family of five. Finally the weekend of July we had friends over and it was her first taste of life outside the Witt’s. She didn’t care for it. She struggled, super bashful…and still is to this today!!

Every morning “loyal” Taya stands at Mc’s bedroom door gate and prances and whines in anticipation of her favorite human waking up.

She warms my heart!

…It wouldn’t be the purpose of this blog if I didn’t point it back around to Jesus so here’s my devotional thought:

Let’s check out James 1:17

‘Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of lights, with whom there is no variation or shadow due to change.

Love this verse because the truth is, God is ultimately the reason I can begin to even enjoy life’s blessings (or gifts) such as my special little Eli-dog, Mc’s maniac cutie Taya….and even Paige’s gremlin Maxx….(seriously though he’s rude!)

Those blessings in my life (all of them) I’m thankful for…knowing they’re from Him, but even as much laughter and pleasure as these animals bring me it’s honestly nothing compared to the absolute unfailing gift of joy I have from the Lord.

Keeping inline with the second part of James 1:17 we take into consideration that things change, but God never changes.

The harsh reality is any of my blessings — people, pets, even necessities — none of those are guaranteed to stay. Look around, any of it could be taken away at any time. Just think of the life of Job in the Old Testament. Job lost most everything in a testing of faith but in the midst he held onto trust in the Lord even if it was by a sliver of hope and in the end he was restored with bountiful blessings.

In this very year, as we are undoubtedly seeing a mess of change and trouble, we must remain steadfast to the truth of God’s stability, understanding that Jesus has warned us: “I have told you these things, so that in me you may have peace. In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world.” —John 16:33

Placing a firm grip on blessings or what we feel should be unalterable (apart from faith) sets ourselves up for disappointment. But when our faith is established in Him, who is not temporary, we know that though we may endure hardships or losses it will one day be restored to us, if not now then in eternity. Establishing a mindset of devotion to God, trusting and believing in His solidity, we then live out John 16:33 with the spotlight pointed to Him, not solely focused on blessings that will surely change or fade away over time.

Why Do You Run?

This is a longer post, but I’ve tried to keep my posts at under a thousand words (many times) and well, I’ve decided I can’t do it! I only post once every week or two so it makes it seem justified I suppose. Blessings and hope you enjoy…

My favorite little fur-friend is covered in silver and tan color, weighs a whopping four pounds, mimics a bulldog stance with his front legs, possesses separation anxiety, and usually has a seizure once or twice a week. (We joke as a family that he inherited seizures from my mom and youngest brother who also have them.)

His name is Eli, but sometimes we call him Liza Jane, E Bug, E.B…

He’s our family dog—A three year old, purebred Yorkie who will never be used for breeding stock because of his many flaws; but in our eyes he’s perfect!

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Just look at his cuteness!

On a busy Monday morning, with joint effort, my kids and I packed their small luggage bags into the back of my “mom van.” They were going to be staying the week at grandma’s so they could participate in Vacation Bible School (VBS) at the church she attends. After what seemed like we had just loaded everything they own (except for bedroom furniture) we set out on our twenty-minute drive to my small hometown.

On the drive I ran through my mind my perfectly planned Monday morning…

  • Drop the kids off at church for VBS
  • drive to mom’s
  • unload handfuls of bags
  • unload more and more bags
  • Spend a few minutes sorting paperwork
  • Visit with my younger brother all the while
  • Take Eli for a walk on the nearby walking trail

Afterwards it would be time to pick up kids from church, head to afternoon dentist appointments, and thereafter the kids would land at my mom’s so they could enjoy a combination of Grandma, zero chores, and Vacation Bible School, all for a full week!

It was perfectly scheduled in my control-freak mind.

We soon made it to the church and I dropped the kids off. Then I headed to the little house I grew up in where I was greeted by my brother who helped me carry gobs of bags inside.

Everything was going just as I had planned.

But after a few minutes something seemed off…

Eli? Where was Eli?…If I was going to stick to my “perfectly planned” itinerary I would need my dog for my walk that was scheduled to happen shortly. Continue reading “Why Do You Run?”