Love for a Puppy

August 25, 2012 was a grand day for the Zbylot’s.  Our children had never had a puppy before and we had spent almost 9 months praying, researching, and looking for just the right one.  We had narrowed it down to a miniature female dachshund.  Then as we were coming home from my niece’s third birthday party, we passed two roadside tents selling puppies.  As we passed the second one, I told Scott we should probably turn around and see what they have.  Right as I was telling Scott he said that he was thinking the same thing.  This might not seem out of the ordinary for some people, but we had NEVER stopped to look at puppies on the side of the road.  We turned around and was going to head to the farthest one first and work our way back when the first stand caught our eye with the sign Terriers, Dachshunds, and Chihuahuas. 

The Church of Today

The Lord wrapped up the month of July for the Zbylot family in the most powerful way.  (Yes, I know I am still writing about July, but please indulge me as God’s work in our lives is never boring.)  On July 30, 2012 I posted this message on Facebook as Scott, Hannah, Dawson, and myself left for a week at Preteen Camp: