Friday, April 16, 2010


Pierre, our little papillon, was run over and killed late yesterday afternoon, so you won't be seeing him here in the future.  He was so sweet, smart, devoted to us; a much loved and appreciated companion to us all.  The Lord gave, and the Lord hath taken away; blessed be the name of the Lord.

Whatever our lot
Thou hast taught us to say
It is well
It is well with our souls

This I recall to my mind, therefore have I hope.  It is of the Lord's mercies that we are not consumed, because his compassions fail not.  They are new every morning: great is thy faithfulness.  The Lord is my portion, saith my soul; therefore will I hope in him.  Lamentations 3:21-24