Proof The Bible Is True

Fliers featuring our dog, Casey, were hung up all over our neighborhood. My husband, Al, and I had contacted all the shelters and put up posters at the veterinary clinics. Still, we hadn’t found our poodle.

 

Casey was skittish. We’d only had him a few days before he slipped under the fence. I knew he’d be hesitant about letting a stranger help him. Sure enough, Al took a call about Casey. “A lady spotted him, but he ran away.”

 

We got more phone calls over the next few days from people with similar stories. Again one rainy afternoon, Al and I drove up and down the streets looking. Lord, please help us find Casey.

 

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