A dozen years ago when the puppies were born, Jenny couldn’t have known what was ahead: tumult, a daughter's illness, fear, and anger that would ultimately rip apart her marriage, her family, her world. But the God who loves Jenny knew her future, so He arranged for Rilee to be one of eight little golden retrievers born under Jenny’s porch. Throughout the dark days and years to come, Rilee would always be there for Jenny, a cheerful, affectionate, beautiful ray of sunshine.
As time passed, the God who loves Jenny gave her many more wonderful gifts—a new family, her daughters back, a granddaughter, a painting career—but Rilee and Jenny remained devoted to one another. When age and infirmity caught up with Rilee, Jenny was there for her: medicating her pain, taking her on the car rides she adored, spoiling her with extra treats. Rilee is gone now (and will the tears ever stop?) but the God who still loves Jenny is still there.
|Rilee, as painted by Jenny|
|Stocks in tennis ball companies plummeted with Rilee's passing|
"He will swallow up death forever, and the Lord God will wipe away tears from all faces….” –ISAIAH 25:8 (NKJV)
“God will prepare everything for our perfect happiness in heaven, and if it takes my dog being there, I believe he'll be there.” –Billy Graham