In God’s Hands

by Jake Hershey on October 21, 2012

For those of you that don’t know, one of the ways I make a living is as a Licensed Equine Dental Provider.  Yes, there is such a thing.  Yes, that means I work on horse’s teeth.  I’m kind of “on call” at several vet clinics in several counties.  When they need a horse worked on or a person calls me and needs their horse worked on, we schedule a time and we all meet at the nearest vet clinic that I work out of.

I was at the local clinic this week working on a horse and my wife happened to have the day off.  She had errands to run that took her right by the clinic so being the multi-tasker that she is, she decided to load up our two border collies for their yearly vaccinations.  She planned on stopping by to see me, getting the dogs all fixed up and being on her way.  I ended up working on several horses that day…one of which was the bay horse from my post a few weeks earlier called “The Stink Eye”.  If you read it, you know the story on ol’ bay.  My wife brought him to our place and he’s been my project ever since.  Naturally, she wanted to see what his mouth looked like.  Naturally, it was all sorts of jacked up and took twice as long as usual.  Long story short, by the time she brought the dogs into the clinic I was done working, but worn out.  I told her I’d see her at home in a little while and left.  Fifteen minutes later she called me and although my phone reception was poor because I was driving home and we live 20 miles from the nearest gas station, I did make out the important details of what she was saying.  She told me that one of the border collies (my best buddy, Jasper) had to stay at the clinic for 3 days.  This was not good news.  For those of you that don’t know, we don’t have any kids.  We both love animals and believe in showing compassion for all living things.  We ain’t some sorta animal rights activist whackos, but we dang sure take good care of our animals.  And out of all of our horses and dogs, Jasper is my favorite.

I couldn’t understand much because of the reception so I did what any loving husband would do….I hung up on her and called the vet.  My reception was still poor but I did find out that he had heartworms and had to stay for three days to be observed while he was treated.  I wasn’t too worried until I talked to the vet later on.  Seems heartworms can be real serious and if dogs aren’t closely monitored and kept from gettin’ wound up for 30 days from the time treatment starts, they can die.  My wife takes care of all the record keeping stuff and when I found out that I might lose my best buddy, I asked her why he hadn’t been treated.  She told me she had gotten behind in the last couple of years, which is understandable considering her schedule with work and school.

So, we did the only thing we knew to do.  We prayed and trusted that God had a plan.  On our way to pick up Jasper from the clinic, we were talking about the probability of him making it, etc.  While we were talking, a thought popped into my head.  That thought was, “It’s in God’s hands now.”  I thought it, but I didn’t say it.  Because right after that thought came another one, “It’s always been in God’s hands…..ya dummy.”  After I found out about the whole situation my emotions went from anger to worry to….thanks.  Here’s why.

I’ve always said that if you believe in an all knowing, all powerful God who is in control of every situation, every breath, every heartbeat, every drop of rain, etc., that happens on this earth, then there’s no such thing as coincidence.  Coincidence is just God choosing to make two or more events have something to do with one another.

It’s not coincidence that my buddy has heartworms and can’t be around the horses or the neighbor’s cows or anything else that gets him excited for the next thirty days.  It’s not coincidence that my wife chose to “swing by” for a few minutes and get their routine shots.  It’s not coincidence that those two thoughts came to me while we were going to pick him up.  Here’s the point…nothing happens that God doesn’t allow to happen.  My dog has heartworms because God allowed us to overlook treatment.  We found out in time (I hope) because God told my wife to bring them by the clinic.  All of our lives-my dogs and yours and mine are always in God’s hands.  They have been since we were conceived.  The choices we make play a part in how long we live or die (and the quality of life we have), but ultimately we’re all in God’s hands.  I sorta rubs me wrong when someone has a loved one that’s sick, dying, etc., and after every other option for treatment has been exhausted, that’s when the doctors or that person’s loved ones or that person seemingly throws up their hands and says, “Well…..it’s in God’s hands now.”  Guess what?  It always was in God’s hands.  The doctors, the surgeons, the treatment, all of it up to that point happened because of God.  And everything that happens after that point is because of God.

I know how hard it can be to lose a loved one or watch them go through sickness…and I am not at all comparing a dog with heartworms to that.  But I have lost loved ones that were human, too.  It would have been nice to be as close to God then as I am now.  I believe it would have given me a sense of peace through the whole deal.  God doesn’t tell us we’ll understand why things happen.  He just tells us to trust Him.  And if we really trust Him, we’ve got to believe two things-

(1)   That EVERYTHING is in God’s hands.  It always has been and it always will be.

(2)   There is no such thing as coincidence.

I really believe that someone reading this will get something out of it, or I wouldn’t be writing it.  I don’t write this stuff just to put my random thoughts on the internet (as a matter of fact I had to be talked into doing it).  But if you get something out of this, you’ve got my dog getting heartworms to thank for it, which happened because my wife and I slacked off on treatment, which caused me to fall back on my faith, which caused me to thank God that she brought them in to the clinic in time, which caused me to remember his life and mine and yours and every other living thing’s always have been and always will be in His hands.

And that ain’t a coincidence.

And he is not served by human hands, as if he needed anything. Rather, he himself gives everyone life and breath and everything else.

Acts 17:25

 

Jake Hershey 10/21/12

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  • Greg Box

    Amen!

    Thanks for the awesome message, I too believe that nothing is coincidence! Sure don’t understand and don’t see many of God’s Amazing Works in my life sometimes, but I just work on keeping my faith and believing that HE is and always has been in control and HIS plan is always better than mine!

    Work In Progress That’s Me and I Am Thankful For God’s Love And Grace And Forgiveness For Me!

    Thank Ya and All God’s Blessings To You And Your Family Always,

    Greg

  • Thanks for sharing this. I’m partial to dogs, because I’m taking care of my aunt’s dog, Rosie. Rosie is starting to show her age and we just love on her and take good care of her. She’s a “crazy” dog, but she’s wiggled her way into my affections 🙂

    I definitely agree that there’s no such thing as coincidence. Sometimes I don’t understand why things happen the way they do…but I do agree that it has always been in God’s hands, even when I thought they were in mine. God’s been teaching me a hard lesson in this…and learning to let go in situation where I know God has His hands on a particular person…and always has…and I trust HIM to do work in this person’s life, even if it means that I”m no longer in the picture.

    It’s not easy to trust Him sometimes…but I do know that I can always trust Him and He will never steer me wrong. Anyways…thanks again for sharing this!!!

    Greetings from the ocean shores of California, Heather :

  • Jake

    Thanks for your comments Greg and Heather!

  • What a wonderful message! I’m so glad I read this. Besides being a fellow Christian and dog lover, I found my faith shaken after my sweet, kind father passed away after 10 miserable weeks in the hospital following failed heart surgery. I questioned everything…mostly why God allowed this gentle man to suffer so long and fight every complication, only to take him anyway.

    I know better! HE was in control the whole time and welcomed my dad with open arms. I still have no idea he didn’t just take him during the surgery, but reading your message makes me realize there was a reason for everything that happened. I just need to be reminded once in awhile to trust, and you helped me do that today:)

    God Bless,
    Suzanne

  • Susan Van Blaricom

    I need to keep reminding myself that everything is in gods hands. I saved this to favorites as my mothers time is coming to an end.

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