Man’s Best Friend 

I’m sure you’ve probably heard the phrase, “a dog is man’s best friend”, well, I definitely believe that’s a true statement.  

God gave us these amazing animals to be our pets to love and care for. Some people love cats, fish, hamsters, birds and yes, some even have pet pigs!

Our pets are truly gifts from God. Pets give us unconditional love, they are loyal, they don’t “talk” back, they don’t judge, they don’t get offended, and they don’t hold a grudge. 

If you take good care of them and treat them well, they would give their life for their beloved families. You hear stories of their bravery and how they have saved the lives of children, elderly and have done amazing feats in the face of danger.  

Since I didn’t have a pet when I was growing up, other than hunting dogs that were out in the backyard kennel, I didn’t really know what I was missing until 2005 when we decided to get a puppy for our children. 

We started researching different breeds to find the perfect dog for our family, and we found a precious little white Maltese puppy from a breeder in West Texas. We couldn’t wait to pick him up and were so excited to bring him home. He only weighed about two pounds and was so cute–we named him Wiley.

We all loved and nurtured him; he became like one of the family. He was so precious to us, and his love made us all feel so special and loved — he was the perfect pet!

Wiley loved us unconditionally and was always there to greet us and welcome us as soon as we walked in the door. He acted like he hadn’t seen us in years, even though we were only gone for a short while. He brought so much love and joy to the family and we all felt his love daily. Each one of us had a special bond and true love for him. Wiley just had a way to brighten our day and make us feel like everything would be OK. He was all of our best friend, and we were all his favorite! 

Wouldn’t it be great if we as humans could be that way, never judging anyone, never keeping score or getting upset because someone said or did something we didn’t like, just loving everyone unconditionally and making them feel so loved and understood — like the true love from Jesus! 

Sadly one day last week our precious little Wiley passed away. He wasn’t sick long only about five days. We tried to save him but his little seven pound body just would not heal and God took him home in the middle of the night. It truly was one of the saddest days of my life. Seeing my family in such pain was so difficult. We all loved him so much and will miss him so much.  

As I reflect on why losing Wiley was so hard, I think it’s because of his unconditional love for us and his true loyalty and genuine excitement to see us every time we came home. He was totally dependent on us for everything; food, water, shelter. He knew he could count on us. He was always there to hug and give all his love and attention. Wiley truly seemed to listen and understand everything we said.

I have to admit I never truly understood how hard it was when I had friends and family who lost their pets and carried on for months grieving and mourning their loss. Now I understand. You never really know how someone feels until you have walked through it yourself and experienced the pain and hurt firsthand.

There is a sadness and emptiness that can only be filled by the love of Jesus, the comforter and the one who understands our pain and can take it away and give us peace and inner joy.

I’m not trying to mitigate the loss of a parent or spouse or precious child; I can’t even begin to imagine what that feels like. I know we all experience it at one time or another, and it brings a season of despair, sadness and pain. But I know there’s only one true source of relief from the pain and suffering felt from the loss of a loved one and that is our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.

Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves have received from God. —2 CORINTHIANS 1:3–4
                             ~ Deb Hicks 




Just think of the word for a few minutes. 

You lose keys, money and pounds. 

You also lose people. 

People that you’ve never met but who you’ve empathized with because of their plight and people that you’ve loved for your entire life. 

You lose them to diseases, other people, drugs, alcohol and even to themselves. 

You can sit in the same room with someone and know they are no longer there. You can have a conversation and know they haven’t heard a word. You can watch someone take a drink and know that it could be their last.

The loss can be so eviscerating that you cannot catch your breath. You can be so lost in memories of who they once were and their stolen potential that you lose yourself, for a moment, in despair. 

There are those that will never come back…those that are dying of Alzheimer’s and cannot remember their own name. Then there are those who chose their demons until they are a shell of who they once were. 

The outline of who someone once was is always there. The chin bone that juts out. The bushy eyebrows. Their laugh. A little glimmer in the darkest of times. Sometimes it’s a choice to grab the light and fight your way back to the surface. Sometimes it’s just that…a glimmer. A fleeting beautiful moment of utter sunshine on the darkest days only to be gone as quickly as it surfaced.

What matters in loss is how those that are living respond. We fail because we are living. We fail because we have never been lost. We fail because it’s easier than facing the future and past. 

Remember the glimmers and seek them out. 

Find the light in the darkness. Walk the dead back to life.

~ Elissa Renee Shelton


Barely Alive 

On that elevator 

I meet everyone



Walkers walking…

With walkers

Tennis balls gliding

Them closer to 

Their destination

You can smell oldness

Feel their loss in the hallway

I try to cheer them

Lighten the load 

You can’t carry anybody elses burden

Burdens have to be cast away

Cast off

@%&# off!!!!

I feel the despair

Wanting to slap them

Out of their silence

Screaming Shut Up and LIVE

Dear God

Get a Grip



Fall and can’t get 



Kick the Dust

With your

Good old leg.

Krystal Lynne 

A Victorious Future


She called me yesterday morning.
I had no idea who she was for about five minutes.
I recognized the desperation in her voice!
As I listened to her it dawned on me how much we are alike.
All hell has broken loose in her world & she knows whose she is.
God isn’t distant; He is in that storm & Lord of it!!!
Even though He seems cruel & gone, He is present.
Listening to her woe was excruciating because I could not rescue her from it.
She is weary. She is spent. She is Leary. She is bent.
Not finished! Not over! Just needing to be covered in prayer.
Someone to recognize her pain & ease her into the light.
Assist her into the posture of peace.
On her knees…..waiting, wondering, wrestling, wringing doubt from her tear stained robe of righteousness.
We lifted each other up with HOPE.
Not of this world but His Kingdom living inside!!!
It is key to remember what He has done in the past so that we can encourage one another with His Victorious Future!!!
She is on her way home & she is not alone.
His angels escort her to & home safely.
She is being led by peace & His favor & friendship belong to her, His Beloved.

~Krystal Lynne