A Dog Named Missy

My good friend Dick Smith is a retired pastor in Minneapolis, Minnestora. He is filled with the joy of the Lord, just fun to be with.
In the 1970’s a church member of his approached him with a small lap poodle that was sick and asked Dick to pray for the poodle. Dick had never prayed for an animal before but it was a nice dog and a nice church member so Dick agreed.
The dog’s name was Missy. In telling the story Dick added “You never know how the Lord is going to use your prayers.’He laid his hands on little Missy and prayed for healing.

The next day Missy was better. Sunday morning came and at the coffee hour a lady approached Dick. She told him, “I haven’t been in church for seven years, but last week I had an encounter with the Lord and you are going to see me from now on.” The lady became very active in the church. Her name was Missy.

In 2004 when we visited Dick. He requested prayers that he be bolder in his faith. He’s bolder than I am. Is that the secret of his contagious joy?