Never let is be said that faith doesn’t work.

It does if you let it.

Let me tell you about Princess and Charly my pet rabbits.

Princess and Charly came to live with me after living in a small cage and being pretty much ignored by their owners.

The first thing I did was release them into a big pen so that they could hop and do rabbit things.

Then somebody I know told me you can let rabbits hop in the garden, they know where “home” is after they’ve settled in for about 6 weeks.

It was a pleasure to watch these two hippty hop around the garden, grazing grass just like sheep do.

One morning I went into the pen to let them out, like I do every day and Princess came to my feet which was very unusual as normally you couldn’t catch them.

I picked her up and to my horror I discovered that she was being eaten alive by maggots. It was not a pretty site.

What amazed me is thatI hadn’t noticed earlier due to her doing rabbit stuff until she was completely drained of energy.

I took her to the vet where I was told she had little survival chance.

The vet put her to sleep when writing with kind words. In truth I made the decision to take her life.

Princess was not used to freedom and even worse she was not accustomed to eating green food. Her body reacted with diarrea. In warm weather flys come and lay their eggs on the feces which is still sticking to the fur. The eggs hatch and the maggots eat their way into the rabbit.

You can be sure that this is ghastly to see.

Anyway after having put an end to Princess and feeling guilty about my lack of faith I discovered that Charly also had rectal bleeding and was loosing his fur.

Off I ran to the vet again who gave injections and medication.

But it didn’t help, the bleeding got worse.

Feeling desperate I just decided to see Charly getting better.

I thanked God for his healing and firmly stuck to my faith.

Slowly after about a week, the bleeding got less, the fur grew back and Charly got wilder!

Now Charly lives in my garden like a field rabbit and is very healthy.

I didn’t give up, every time I saw him ill, in my minds eye I saw him perfect and at the same time I thanked God for his healing.

Call it what ever you will. I call it God helping when I asked. And then trusting that the healing will happen.



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