This is a true story about my little runt who had a death sentence his first month of life, but conquered death with prayer, faith, and tons of love beginning with his grandma. I was overwhelmed with grief because my other dog Bowie had just died when I got this puppy and then the prospect of loosing my little boy was a heart wrenching season in my life.
It brought this experience to our knees in utter despair to our Lord Jesus. It was a boot camp lesson in faith in him and he came through!
My little boy’s name is Bently Peanut Hernandez and he’s still with us going on eight years old as I share this post.