God Will Send a Moses (Part 2 of 4)

As summer arrived, I leaned deeper into KCD—partly for the mission, partly for my own heart. Life felt heavy. Family stress, transition, emotional exhaustion—it all piled up. But Kingdom Comfort Dogs? It was a bright spot. A thread of hope I clung to.

I showed Bruce in Companion Dog Sports Program. I met new people. I felt purpose rising again, even while much of life felt uncertain. That’s when an aquaintance named Carole told me about her golden retriever Pete and the therapy‑dog potential his offspring carried. Suddenly, Pete litters started showing up on my Facebook feed.

And then…the interruption I never wanted.

Mabel’s vet appointment.
“Her gums are really pale.”

My heart sank.
I already knew.
Hemangiosarcoma.

Some less than respectful words shot out of my mouth and the vet placed her hand on my shoulder.

Grief surged instantly, even as hope tried to hold its place.
We brought Mabel home and vowed to make her last months full of comfort—hers for us, and ours for her.

And while I was caring for her, still navigating personal struggles, still balancing family tensions, something was happening behind the scenes. Something I couldn’t yet see.

It reminded me of the early days of biblical Moses—how God was orchestrating deliverance in the background while sorrow filled the foreground. The Israelites didn’t know rescue was growing in Egypt. I didn’t know comfort was growing in the form of a puppy.

My life felt like loss and waiting.
But God was already preparing hope.

I just couldn’t see it yet.

Sandy