The power of prayer
Friday, March 21, 2008I had a post about our dog, Ynah, who’s sick. Two days from the time I wrote that she didn’t get better. Mas lumaki pa yung pamamaga ng right side ng tiyan niya, sobrang inflamed. She couldn’t walk anymore kasi nga namamanas na yung legs niya. She’s not eating too, so we’re force-feeding her. Sobrang naaawa na talaga kami sa kanya, grabe. Holy week pa naman, the vet clinics are open yesterday pero yung mga doctors will be there on Monday pa raw. Gusto na namin sana ipa-surgery na lang siya but we want to ask din sana the doctor if there’s still a chance na mabubuhay pa siya. Before kasi I watched sa Animal Planet, a clinic for animals and there was this dog who was pregnant, something happened to her and she wasn’t eating. They brought her to the clinic and the doctor said hindi sure na mabubuhay if they’re going to operate on the dog. So, it’s the owners’ choice if they’ll push through with the surgery. I remember they went with it and fortunately, the dog got better together with her puppies.
So, that’s the dillemma that we faced yesterday. As in naaawa na kami lahat sa kanya, she couldn’t move, eat nor drink. It’s as if I can feel her pain. I thought, I wish she’ll die na lang so she won’t suffer anymore because we won’t be able to bring her to the vet until Monday eh, kasi nga Holy Week. And I feel, na baka hindi na siya aabutin ng Sunday. The inflammation is getting bigger and bigger each day e. Imagine too, i thought of euthanizing her. Pero, I thought otherwise. There’s still a chance and I musn’t lose hope. That evening, I really prayed na sana if in case there’ll be no hope for her, na sana let her die na lang. Para mag-end na suffering niya rin. Para when we wake up tomorrow, we won’t see her suffering her pain anymore. Sobra, I really prayed intently, that He will grant that request.
Then around 1230 am, my brother woke us up to look at Ynah. Her stomach’s almost flat already. It contained of parang dead blood pala. All the blood oozed from her stomach. There was a little hole where the blood oozed from. And Ynah, got better.
The power of prayer.
It always works. Never fails.






