God's Will and Lame Dogs

Even the best laid plans of mice and men go awry.
Sometimes even when you try your hardest, the lord has something else prepared for you. You aren't really sure what it is, but you just keep on trying. That is the important part. That, and trying not to confuse our will with Gods will. Sometimes we think that they are synonymous, but they aren't. This week has been filled with the will of God, and learning to bend to his will. As we learn more about him and our situation in this tiny moment we have in life, we understand more fully what it means to be happy and how to become submissive to the Lord.
I think the best example of that was today, as we left out of our pension to come to the internet café, we fed the dog sitting on our patio. That dog really is a mystery, and it wholly typifies the top line of my email.
The other day, Elder Chapman and I were coming back from zone class, and as we were getting near to our pension, we heard yelping. We turned the corner to see a dog, who had obviously just been hit by a car, but the car had obviously not bothered to stop and help it. So we were stuck there with a screaming dog and no idea of what to do. I was about to just go back in the house, what was I going to do? I cant help it. Right as I was about to go back in, a scripture came to my mind: "Inasmuch as ye have done it unto the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto me." So, being the good Christian I am, I went back and helped the poor guy out. I just sat there. But I thought it was better than not doing anything.
Eventually we decided it would be better if we just put it out of its misery. So we gave him a bunch of pain killing drugs, thinking it would kill him painlessly. The next day when we woke up, we found he was doing better than ever. Much to our dismay, slowly and surely, he began to recover. We didn't want him to suffer, and we had realized that he was paralyzed from the waist down, so there would be no way that he would ever walk again.
Now we are stuck with a medium sized, paralegic dog in our porch, all because of our efforts. Even the best laid plans of mice and men... Sometimes I just don't know. Haha!
Well, I don't really have a whole lot of time left, but I hope everyone is doing alright.
Con Amor,
Elder Westover