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"She keeps repeating it over and over again. We've been back to this
shelter at least five times. It has been weeks now since we started all of
this," the woman told the volunteer.
"What is it she keeps asking for?" the volunteer asked
"Well, we have plenty of puppies, if that's what she's looking for."
"I know ... we have seen most of them," the mom said in frustration.
Just then the young child came walking into the office. "Well, did you find
"No, not this time," she said with sadness in her voice. "Can we come back
on the weekend?"
The two women looked at each other, shook their heads and laughed.
"You never know when we will get more dogs. Unfortunately, there's always a
supply," the volunteer said.
The young child took her mother by the hand and headed to the door. "Don't
worry, I bet we'll find one this weekend," the child said.
Over the next few days both Mom and Dad had long conversations with her.
They both felt she was being too particular. "It's this weekend or we're
not looking any more," Dad finally said in frustration. "We don't want to
hear anything more about puppy size either," Mom added.
Sure enough, they were the first ones in the shelter on Saturday morning.
By now the young child knew her way around, so she ran right for the
section that housed the smaller dogs. Tired of the routine, Mom sat in the
small waiting room at the end of the first row of cages. There was an
observation window so you could see the animals during times when visitors
weren't permitted. The young girl walked slowly from cage to cage, kneeling
periodically to take a closer look. One by one the dogs were brought out
and she held each one. One by one, she said, "Sorry, you're not the one."
She was at the last cage on this last day in search of the perfect pup. The
volunteer opened the cage door and the child carefully picked up the dog
and held it closely. This time she took a little longer.
"Mom, that's it! I found the right puppy! He's the one! I know it!" she
screamed with joy. It's the puppy size!"
"But it's the same size as all the other puppies you held the last few
weeks," Mom said.
"No not size ---- sighs. When I held him in my arms, he sighed," she said.
"Don't you remember? When I asked you one day what love is, you told me
love depends on the sighs of your heart. The more you love the bigger the
The two women looked at each other for a moment. Mom didn't know whether to
laugh or cry. As she stooped down to hug the child, she did a little of
"Mom, every time you hold me, I sigh. When you and Daddy come home from
work and hug each other, you both sigh. I knew I would find the right puppy
if it sighed when I held it in my arms," she said. Then holding the puppy
up close to her face she said, "Mom, he loves me. I heard the sighs of his
Close your eyes for a moment and think about the love that makes you sigh.
I not only find it in the arms of my loved ones, but in the caress of a
sunset, the kiss of the moonlight and the gentle brush of cool air on a hot
day. They are the sighs of God. Take the time to stop and listen; you will
be surprised at what you hear.
I know God won't give me anything I can't handle.I just wish he didn't trust me
so much = The sun in one hand - the moon in the other
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