
Dogs, blogs and God — What do these three things have in common?
I might call them my touchpoints or my anchors. Let me explain. Yesterday we made the hard decision to euthanize our sweet Bella. She was 17 years old, and in poor health. It was a sad, awful day.

But life goes on and we have two 10 month old puppies that still need our attention, and I have a blog to write. I wanted to commemorate Bella’s life with us and I thought about why I have dogs. That’s when my title, Dogs and Blogs and God came to mind. All three are connected to my having depression.
First, dogs command attention. They need to be walked, fed, groomed, trained, played with, and cuddled. Depression wants me to sit, stagnate, and spiral down. Dogs are cute and happy. They make me smile and get me off my butt.
A joyful, cheerful heart brings healing to both body and soul. But the one whose heart is crushed struggles with sickness and depression.
Proverbs 17:22 TPT
My dogs are one of my antidepressants. Losing Bella is doubly sad.
My blog is also like an antidepressant to me. My heart is to help those who are like me. Today, I want to be sad, but having a commitment to write something helpful, helps me to find the bright thoughts and connects me back to my last touchpoint, God.
He stooped down to lift me out of danger from the desolate pit I was in, out of the muddy mess I had fallen into. Now he’s lifted me up into a firm, secure place and steadied me while I walk along his ascending path.
Psalms 40:2 TPT
Not everyone likes dogs, and even fewer write blogs. God, though, I think we all need. Can you identify your own touchpoints or anchors? I thought of one for cat lovers — Cats and Hats and Chats. I love those, too. He he. Just don’t go depression alone.
Grace & Peace,
Sandy
I’m very sorry for your loss. I pray peace and comfort to you.
Thank you.
❤️
Sandy, it’s been a month and I’m not ok. Putting my Louie down was devastating for me even though I had a year to prepare myself. So sorry for your loss. I hope you remain well and grounded. Sending much love.
Now that my children are grown, my dogs fill my home. It feels a little empty around here. I’m sorry for your loss.
I’m so sorry Sandy. Our furry friends do keep us company and make us smile. Praying for you and Gene tiday.