God to the Rescue

My sister and I have quite a few bunnies that we breed and sell, giving what we earn to those in need. Oliver is an important bunny in our breeding program, and even more special because I raised him ever since he was a baby. Oliver has always had a funny quirk of chewing off his fur. This can be dangerous if he eats too much, so we try to make sure he has lots of other things to chew on, and so far he has been okay. But one morning last week, he wasn’t.

As I paused at his cage to fill up his feeder and water can, I saw him hunched up in the corner of his cage with his eyes closed. The fur around his neck was all chewed off. He had seemed fine just yesterday, but bunnies can get sick and die very quickly. I patted him gently, but he didn’t move. I put some treats near his nose, but he didn’t even sniff them. When rabbits act like this they are usually too far gone to save.

My sister came down to see him and we prayed together for him. “God,” I said, “this is Your bunny. If you want him to die that’s fine. I know you could provide even a better bunny for us. If it is your will though, please heal him.” I knew God had heard and He would do whatever was best.

The next morning when I peeked in the rabbit shed, half expecting to find a dead bunny to bury, Oliver was bouncing around in his cage, as lively as ever. It was a miracle—a special “I love you” gift from God.

—Aunt Amanda