Jesus works in mysterious ways

The story I most want to tell right now is about how Jesus works in mysterious ways. I know that sounds really religious, and I'm not a very religious person, but I feel like I see the lord working more and more as I get older. And he's working personally more and more in my life. 

An example: my cat, Morty. Morty is about 16 years old now, which is insane because I don't have grandkids that are even that old yet. I think Jesus is keeping Morty alive. And I know that the last two statements must make me sound insane too, but I just think that as you get older, you start to see God taking more of an active role in your life. I wish I had known that when I was younger, but it was a nice surprise. 

As you know, I take your grandmother to church and back every weekend, and I see God acting in our lives too you know. Like how he took Barry from your grandma on Christmas morning, like he was calling one of his children home. It was odd, I think it was really odd, but that's the way things work. As an older person, I don't believe in coincidences, and I know your grandma doesn't either. That's how she' getting through things. As long as she thinks everything has a reason, it becomes digestible. If I had known that there aren't any coincidences when I was younger I think my life would have gone very differently. 
~Marina O'Connor

This might be a little cliché

This might be a little cliché but when Nickie came into my life I thought, 'Yeah, this is good'. It happened by accident. My son had just turned four and my husband was saying we should get a dog. I thought he was kidding. A puppy and a toddler? 'He's nuts', I thought. But then my mom got wind of it and she said we didn't have to get a puppy-puppy. We could get one of those dogs that failed the guide dog tests because they need homes too. They're trained and house broken and polite. That's what I wanted if I was going to get a dog. A polite one. I swear I must have researched it for weeks. My husband had forgot all about getting a dog, he never mentioned it after that first time. Problem solved right? Wrong! Now I was the one craving a dog! When I finally found a program that I liked and thought was reasonable, I sat my husband down and starting saying things like, 'You know, Jim, I've been thinking about expanding our family some more and I really think blah blah blah, womp womp,' just to get a rise out of him. You should have seen the color drain out of his face! He thought I was pregnant and turned white as a sheet! I pulled out some print outs I made from the guide dog program and went, 'SIKE, LET'S GET A DOG!' He didn't think it was very funny but I laughed about it for days. The place we got her from was all the way in Tennessee and when we brought her home, our son went ballistic. He was bouncing off the walls yelling about the new puppy and there was our little Nickie, just quiet as can be. She was trained not to bark with a bark collar, but my husband and I could tell she wanted to yell right back at the little human in her face. But she never did. She was so polite. I've only heard her bark about a handful of times, and that's only when she thought we were in danger. She was a good dog. I wish we had more time with her. She passed away a few months ago. She had stomach cancer and we put her down. She gave us ten good years. I can't be mad at the ol' girl. Never at my polite little Nickie.

~Anonymous