Dancing like a puppy

I wanted to share something personal between Lee and I that has been on going in our lives and climaxed this last weekend. This is a long message with a bit of information up front before you get to what I want you to read. Please don't start reading without getting to the end. Many people don't know but we have a couple young dogs (3.5 years) which have been unhealthy for a while. Our female, Beauty, seemed to be getting weaker and weaker about 5 months ago. We thought she may have had a tooth problem and scheduled her to be put out for x-rays and a tooth cleaning/pulling. It turned out that her teeth were good but the doctor recommended that we run blood work, a tick fever test, and a valley fever test. The blood work came back saying that she had tick fever (which is strange because we have never seen a tick on her before), a few days later the valley fever came back also positive. Her titers were 1:128, which is almost as bad and is gets and most likely disseminated in different parts of her body. After the first 3 months of expensive medication, the tick fever was gone but the valley fever hadn't changed. On Saturday night (5/2/15), both Lee and I were (individually and privately) thinking that she was not going to make it through the night. Saturday night, before I went to bed, I laid hands on her and cursed her sickness. I commanded her body to function the way God created her. I commanded health in her muscles, brain, eyes, blood, lungs, organs, etc. And, went to bed trying to believe that she would be alive in the morning. I woke up Sunday morning a little bit early thinking that I may have to bury Beauty before we go to church. But she was still alive. And I fought with myself on why I didn't have faith to believe that what I prayed for would certainly manifest. I was believing that God gave me the ability to lay hands on the sick and they will recover and that if God cares for the nasty sparrows then he certainly doesn't want to see Beauty suffer. But that lingering doubt keeps popping up in your head saying, what makes this time any different than when you prayed before and nothing happened. Saying, what makes your prayers any more effective then Lee's prayers, which have been non-stop since her sickness began. When I was showering before church and getting some God-time in, I was asking God to give me a gift of faith to believe and not doubt. And asking him why our prayers were not being manifest, I heard God tell me in my spirit, "If two of you agree about anything they ask for, it will be done for them by my father in heaven. Where two or three gather in my name, there am I with them". And I realized that Lee and I were fighting this battle by ourselves and needed to come together in prayer and command the healing to manifest in her body. When I told Lee about what God said she shared with me that it has been so discouraging in her soul to be in constant prayer for the last 5 months and only see Beauty slip further and further away from us. We agreed to pray together for her healing and did so and then left for church. During the 2nd service worship, I took time away from ushering and went forward praising God. I reminded God of His Word saying "I will do whatever you ask in my name, so that the Father may be glorified in the Son. You may ask me anything in my name and I will do it." I was praising God for His promise believing that Beauty will be alive when I get home. And just started praising Him for who He is and what he as done, and giving him glory. Now this is where it is all coming to ... God gave me a vision of Beauty prancing around like a puppy. I felt in my spirit that she will be a 'testimony to God's Glory' and she will be 'dancing like a puppy'. I would see her dancing but then a second later I would come home from church and see her dead, and see her dancing, and see her dead, and I pleaded for God to give me faith to believe in His Word only and forget the 'what if'. Then without me knowing what happened, and I cannot even begin to understand nor describe what happened to me, it was like I was completely washed in this overwhelming peace and joy. I found myself whaling and crying and laughing at the same time. I wasn't whaling out of remorse, I was just unable to contain and control the joy that was placed in my heart. So here I am standing in front of the church, at the alter worshiping God, whaling like I lost my son, but laughing hysterically at the same time. People probably thought I was crazy and some may have even said, I'm not going back to that church anymore. But I didn't care. God was doing something in my spirit that I had never experienced before. I was caught in a special moment with my God and didn't want to leave it. And as I was experiencing this, every doubt that kept going through my mind and all the what-ifs where completely washed away. I knew for a fact that Beauty will 'dance like a puppy' again and she will be a 'testimony to God's Glory'. The best I can describe it as, a gift of joy, peace and faith, to wash away my weariness. I share this with you for several reasons; First, a testimony isn't a testimony unless you make it public and share it. Else, it is just something you keep to yourself incase things don't work out the way you hoped they would. Second, I want to remember this experience and have something to read and remind me of this special time with God, so the devil can't steal it. Third, I am hoping it might be encouraging to someone.