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That door almost flew off the hinges as a red-haired woman burst through it. My first question to her was, “Do you have kids?”
Sobbing, she showed me pictures of twin 8-year-old girls, but the biggest surprise was yet to come. It turned out that Betty lived 30 miles from the city. When Pepper got into her ex-brother-in-law’s garbage one too many times, he took the dog and dumped him in the city a few weeks earlier. Betty had just stopped by the woman’s trailer for 5 minutes before work.
Now, I ask you, what are the odds of me finding the owner in a city of 100,000+ people? I lived in Royal Palm Beach, 20 miles away and Pepper was from Loxahatchee, which is more than 30 miles away. The odds of running into Pepper’s owner that day were so fantastic that I doubted that it could be her dog.
“You know my name. You know my mom!”
When I walked into my apartment I said, “Hello, Pepper” and for the first time in three days, he looked up, his tail started wagging and he came to my side. It took him five seconds to realize, “You know my name. You know my mom!”
When Pepper’s mom arrived, we all cried…she and I and the dog. It was the most beautiful thing ever.
Later that night,the phone rang. It was Betty’s daughter.
“I just want to thank you for bringing Pepper home,” she said. “Every night when my sister and I said our prayers, we asked God to please bring Pepper home. Thanks to you, he did.”
I hung up the phone in goosebumps. I knew now that it was no coincidence that I found Pepper’s owner. God had used me as an angel for a day to answer the prayers of two little girls. They got their dog back and I got a valuable lesson in the power of prayer.
By Magz Skorupski of New York, USA