Meet our newest series: Friday’s with Finley on the blog. Meet Finley, the dog on the blog.  

 

Finley was also known as “bandit” this week. The little rascal has been quite the theft lately. Need a laugh? Imagine this, you are all ready for work, brushing your teeth when in walks Finley. First she tries to jump in the tub, because she’d take a bath anytime. You get her out of the tub while still brushing your teeth. Then she goes for the toilet paper, Grabs it off the holder and makes a run down the hallway. You have 5 seconds to decide if your dental hygiene or having TP is more important. My teeth won and I walked out to the roll destroyed. That picture above is her admiring her work. Bandit I tell you. (Not to worry: other TP was procured)

People have asked and even commented that they don’t understand why we got a dog right now. Don’t I have enough going on? Yes, but Finley has been a life saver. She brought joy at times on days where the pain was all to much. Shes made me laugh and focus on something else besides myself. 

She’s also taught me a lot about Gods love. She may be the bandit of this house, eat my shoes, try to steal my socks BUT SHE’S MINE. 

I think about how many times I’ve sinned, turned away from God and yet He still says everyday SHE’S MINE. 

These past two weeks have made me quite grateful. The new meds are working, PRAISE GOD and my chronic pain is getting better through physical therapy. 5 words: GOD. BLESS. MY. PHYSICAL. THERAPIST. 

…and her trusty assistant at my house who heats up my heat wraps and gets my ice packs. Thanks mom! 

I’m back at work part time for now and I am so grateful for my coworkers. I love them and our little family. We are a small team and they watch out for me, making sure I’m not overdoing it and caring enough to say “hey” when they notice I am. We share laughter and it’s great to work with them with such joy as we serve the Lord and the parish. 

…I’m grateful for all the Lord is doing right now in my heart, physically, mentally and spiritually. Opening my heart again to allow him to work is truly the victory of the heart  I  am most grateful for. 

Since we are still in the octave of Easter, Happy Easter from Mom and I.