Today is our son Tuck’s twenty second birthday. This is a really tough day for me, because at the moment, we’re not even sure where he is living. Our son has a drug addiction.
That’s a really hard thing to say, because for so many years, I sugar coated things. I mean, I taught kids at church! My own couldn’t be that bad! It’s a lot easier to talk to, and listen to other people’s kids, or at least it is for me. When it came to my own however, I was prideful and self righteous. He was better than a lot of ‘those’ kids.
People would ask how he was, and lots of times I would say things like “he’s doing great! He’s got a job…yada, yada, yada.” Finally, one day I was praying for him, and God told me to say this, “he’s working on his testimony!” So I replaced a lot of worry (for one thing) and a lot of fake smiles and niceties, with the truth. Without having to give all the gory details.
I remember last year, he was on an ‘up swing’. He said he wanted a dog. Well, dad put his foot down, because he knew we’d end up being the ones to take care of it. Dad told him to get a place of his own and he could have all the animals he wanted. I told him then, that if he continued to do well, we would get him a puppy for his birthday. That’s the difference in moms and dads. Anyway, two days before his birthday, I acquired a puppy. I know this sounds crazy, but I felt like that was a sign of some sort.
A friend of mine had picked her up from a busy highway. She is the sweetest, most gentle puppy ever! And so smart! I’m guessing she’s under six months old, by the way she acts. She has stripes like a tiger (also known as brindle lol), and she is so adorable. We’re not sure what kind of dog she is, but she looks like a Tennessee Treeing dog. She already weighs right at 30 pounds!
Steve said he was putting his foot down about me keeping her. He said we didn’t need another dog right now.
For those of you who don’t know, we bought a really old house that we are practically rebuilding. Steve is doing most of the work himself, on top of our business! In order to save time and money, we bought a FEMA trailer and moved on site.
Anyway, I hope Steve has picked his foot up. I’m kind of attached to this pup. I named her Maudie Mae, but sometimes I call her Maude. Yes, Maude. Now we have Flossie, our other dog, Barbara the cat, and Maude. Those names are another story for another blog.
Today I ask for prayers. For healing for Tuck. For me to make it through today. For courage to never give up. That it won’t be too much longer before we are hearing the testimony Tuck’s working on. That Steve and I would stay united and focused on Christ. And to be able to keep this dog!
If God can use a talking donkey to make His point, maybe somehow, He’s going to use this dog?? It’s a stretch I know, but I’m trying to soften Steve’s heart!!
Husbands, love your wives, as Christ loved the church and gave himself up for her. Ephesians 5:25 🙂