As I reflect on different 4th of July holidays I was reminded of the one when Molly; my black poodle, ran away while we were visiting my family in Ohio. I knew she was scared of the fire works, so panicked and tried to get away from the loud sounds. My gramma encouraged me to pray and ask the Lord to watch over her. In between tears, I remember saying “if you return her to me, I will believe.” Well, the very next morning, we got a phone call telling us they had found her. This was my first time I saw God’s faithfulness and experienced the power of prayer! Oh how I love how He increases my faith, even through runaway pets!