TGIF
I was cleaning the cat box last night and saw Chester walk by out of the corner of my eye.
“Hold on a second , big boy”, I muttered as I finished scooping .
Almost immediately I reminded myself that Chester was dead and his ashes were in a box on my desk.
It’s not the first time I’ve had to remind myself of that painful fact…because it’s not the first time I’ve caught a glimpse of Chester since he passed.
Now, I realize that this sounds crazy to some.
Perhaps it is.
Perhaps my connection with my cat and my grief over his passing make me see things that aren’t real.
Perhaps I’m deluded.
Perhaps.
I have another explanation…perhaps better posited as a theory.
My theory is that the membrane between where we are and where we go is much thinner than we have any idea.
Maybe the divider between the physical and spiritual is not only thin, but sometimes opaque.
Many times in Scripture physical eyes are opened to see spiritual realities…things that are happening seeming in the same place, but hidden from natural view.
It also tells us that we are surrounded by a great cloud of witnesses who may be cheering us on as we finish our earthly race.
I find all of this fascinating and compelling.
Those of you who find me delusional can go in peace while I tell the rest of us what I think this may mean.
I think it may be Gods way of letting us know that love never dies, it just changes location.
Loved ones…even those with fur…are still present in some way and are leading us home to be with them and the One who has redeemed us and will redeem the creation as well.
“Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.
Love never ends.”
(1 Corinthians 13:7–8 ESV)
Maybe…God allows us to see through the veil and be reassured that those we loved and lost still exist, still love us, and He does too.
Maybe.
This may be a column better left unwritten, but don’t lose that final verse.
“Love never ends.”
Sorrow does.
Someday we’ll pick up where we left off…I’m just hoping cat boxes are no longer necessary when we do.
Make your own application…
the veil is more opaque than many would care to admit.
fil,
It’s something we’re not supposed to talk about or speculate over…but I think it’s an important discussion to have.
Comfort is often hard to find these days…
It’s been 2 months since we lost our sweet little doggie…at night I still find myself ready to pull her up on our bed.
I too believe that the veil is opaque & love never ends…but sorrow will.
Thank you again for the comfort I find in your words!
pslady,
Thank you for the kind words…the reunion day is coming, my friend.
MIchael–that great cloud of witnesses spoken of in Hebrews may well be much more intimately acquainted with us than some far-off casual observation…
I think comfort is one aspect of it…an important one, but so is accountability, familiarity, connection, etc.
“MIchael–that great cloud of witnesses spoken of in Hebrews may well be much more intimately acquainted with us than some far-off casual observation…”
I believe that to be true as well, fil.
The communion of the saints isn’t broken by death…
Michael, i love you, but you’ve just painted a picture of a whole group of us Saints walking around heaven being trailed by a menagerie ? i’ll be the one with a wire hair terrier, 3 German Shepherds and, possibly a little grey cat with impeccable manners (she knew what she could jump on and what she couldn’t and she loved to “play” the piano). Possibly, because we thought she ran away or worse and learned years later that a gal (that’s as nice a word as i can use) a half a block down the street had stolen her and kept her housebound all her life.
Thanks for the mental picture… agree, no cat boxes and no doggie doo-doo bags…
I don’t speculate on eternity much, but i have hunch we’re going to like it … ?
Em,
At this point I’m missing more pets than people, so I hope that vision is correct… 🙂
https://youtu.be/yVd6MDLSYVA
Stephen J Gould on Non-Overlapping Magisterial
What you said here sounds like you two would have had a good conversation
Magisteria. … stupid spell checker
I’ll be followed around by 9 cats and 7 dogs… and sneezing
Is there sneezing in heaven?
McGrath is always interesting…
No sneezing in heaven…
And who knew one could pair those socks with that outfit? Non overlapping magisteria be damned…
Stephen Jay Gould’s thought on NONA has always interested me. He died way too young.
More so I admired him for his love and knowledge of baseball. For the close observer he was a frequent commentator throughout the Ken Burns documentary “Baseball”.
One of your best TGIFs ever, Michael.
I’d like to think what you’re theorizing, too.
Thanks, BrianD…I believe it with all I’ve got…