Choosing Courage When Asking God for a Miracle
By Becky Beresford
God's Brave Women - Becky's Story
How do you sum up a miracle in just a few words? I’m going to try.
Two weeks ago, we lost our sweet golden retriever, Callie. She ran out the open front door and straight into the cornfields behind our neighborhood. Our whole family piled into the cars, some of us without shoes on. But we didn’t care. We were terrified because the sun was setting and coyotes commonly roamed the farmlands around our house.
We searched for hours into the night, along with our amazing community of neighbors, family and friends. We called out for Callie to come home, hoping she would recognize our voice. But she was scared. She didn’t know what to do or who to trust. She just went into fight or flight mode and hid away from those trying to help.
The search lasted for two horrible nights. Our family was heartbroken. My boys kept telling us to find her because she was the best dog on earth. Our youngest cried for 45 minutes straight and the only thing I could do was hold him close. I could barely sleep. My body was shaking and nauseous. All I could think about was what might be happening to her in the wild. We just wanted our girl home.
But we continued to pray. We continued to ask God to lead her back to us, even when there were so many cornfields and barns she could get trapped in or hide in. It seemed impossible, like a task that was almost too much to ask for. And yet, the Lord reminded me He was able.