TGIF

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  1. Elena says:

    Thank you for sharing your heart Michael.
    I have no words except to say that all 3 of you are in my thoughts, heart and prayers. As always I will share this with Cece, and I’m sure she’ll cry as well… 🤗💕🙏

  2. Michael says:

    Thank you for the always kind words, my friend…and for those prayers as well.

  3. Em says:

    Give your mom a hug from another old lady in her 80s….
    She is giving her dear cat a perfect end of life here…. as hard as it may be
    God keep you both

  4. Michael says:

    Thank you, Em

  5. Captain Kevin says:

    Bittersweet.
    God bless you and your mom.
    Come quickly, Lord Jesus.

  6. Linn says:

    Michael,
    I’m sitting in my arm chair with my sassy pandemic rescue kitty purring on my lap. I’m praying for you, your mom, and that kitty will have a peaceful end.

  7. Michael says:

    Thank you, CK.
    Thank you, Linn.

  8. Pam says:

    With tears in my heart and eyes I read this beautifully bittersweet TGIF and kept hearing this Christmas carol line in my head “A thrill of hope the weary world rejoices”. Thank you for reminding us that hope is what keeps us going every day.
    ❤️

  9. Em says:

    Yrs, hope and conviction ARE what keep us going….
    “This is my Father’s world the battle is NOT done….”
    Some day (soon, I hope) earth and heaven will be one!
    God keep your mother, Michael give her conviction and hope

  10. Alex says:

    Having lost our precious dog Otto just recently, and still feeling that loss as we expect him to round every corner, my heart aches for you and your Mom.
    Closer to my heart is my concern of my daughter.
    These words were a balm to my soul. I believe every word. Thank you.

  11. Michael says:

    Pam,

    That was a wonderful addition to this piece…thank you, my faithful friend…

  12. Michael says:

    Thanks, Em…it’s a tough morning…she’s broken up

  13. Michael says:

    Alex,

    Thank you…sorry for the loss of Otto…it all hurts the same.

    I’m thankful if the words helped in any way…I believe it all too.

  14. Em says:

    “wee expect him to round every corner…”
    When our last German Shepherd had to be put down, it was months before I quit stepping over him – over the spot in the kitchen that he’d always been while I worked there.
    Up here in the mountains now we have a small cat cemetery under a big fir tree where my daughter’s kitties of years gone by have been played to rest in little shoe boxes.
    I hope Michael’s mother’s cat, now gone, has a special place picked out for it, too.

  15. Officerhoppy says:

    Not a huge fan of cats personally and my wife is allergic to them. But I love my dog Lucy.

    Regardless of whether a cat or dog, or hamster or what ever, we get attached to them and when they die it’s as if we lost a close family member.

  16. Michael says:

    Em,

    I took him to the cat funeral home for cremation and we’ll get him back on Tuesday.
    We have a sad collection of urns here waiting for the Day…

  17. Duane Arnold says:

    Pray God gives your mother comfort…

  18. Em says:

    “sad collection?”
    No Michael, they are statements of hope and faith – IMHO
    My daughter lost one dear cat. Neighbor told her he saw a coyote go past with the cat in its mouth. A Wyoming rescue from a parking lot. She’d opened her car door and Revel jumped in. He must have sensed that he’d be welcome – he was….

  19. Michael says:

    Thank you, Duane…

  20. Brian says:

    I will admit this, and it is to my eternal shame and it is truly pathetic or at least that is what I have had branded on my soul as an evangelical. grief is always evil unless it helps the apologetic, one is branded, or one is in management. I loved my moms cat and when my mom died I took great solace in being with around the cat. We became quite close I bought her a laptop to watch her videos and during those long nights when I don’t sleep. I actually sleep a few hours every other night maybe. It was comforting. I was so utterly disgusted with myself for feeling, any feelings another gift from being in the faith. The cat died, like almost everyone I know and I felt grief deeply. Again I was totally disgusted with myself and was so angry for having any reaction. Now I don’t show this outwardly because it my inconvenience someone which is another sin I try to avoid.

    It is hard to get this stuff that has seared ones soul, if I even have one, another gift that keeps on giving. I am amazed at how Michael and others share and grieve. I envy that.

  21. Em says:

    Brian! Quit beating yourself up. Whoever is responsible for ingraining a lack of self worth in you is in danger of hell’s fires….
    You show us all here that you are just a normal human being…
    One of us, if I’m allowed to observe what I see in you!
    Stay safe and God keep

  22. Zachary Uram says:

    So sorry for the loss of your Mom’s cat! Vi and I would love to have cats and dogs!

  23. Michael says:

    Thanks, Zachary…there are a blessing, indeed.

  24. Michael says:

    Brian,

    Part of the reason I write these is so others will feel permission to grieve…I think you have to pass through grief fully to know God as he really is…
    Blessings, my friend.

  25. Sarah Wolfe says:

    Michael…I’ve read through the comments and see that your mom’s cat is at peace.

    I’m sorry for this season, and for the pain, but I also hold my breath with you. Watching my mother pass away, via FaceTime, was one of the most holy experiences of my life. I had just taught at our homeschool tutorial and my brother called to urge haste in calling. We had FaceTimed the night before, and Mom was lingering.

    I called, and watched the image of my frail mother on my computer screen. All my brothers, their wives and my father surrounded her. They moved the phone I was connected to around the room as we talked softly over the span of four hours. Each of them sitting in turn and holding her hand. There was a clear awareness, unspoken, of when it was time to move aside for Dad to hold her hand.

    Steve, my husband, sat with me and waited and watched. My kids came in intervals, peeking through the door to see if Grandma was still alive.

    When it was done we all wept. And we all knew it had been good and holy.

    We had a holy moment with my children when we had to put our dog to sleep two years ago almost…we dug a grave in the back woods and an incredibly kind vet came to our house and eased his pain from cancer. All the children were able to say goodbye in their own way…some petting him, some speaking to him, and some watching from a distance. Even the one who was away ended up coming and burying their face one more time in that soft coat before we wrapped him in a blanket and laid him in the ground.

    I’m getting long-winded…but I want you to know all of us who have watched and waited and held our breath feel that catch in our heart again as you describe this scene. And we all watch and wait and hold our breath with you for your mother…however long the waiting continues.

    One last thing before I write a novel. I have to, of course, share a Buechner quotation. From the book Godric, and is the source for the quote in Andrew Peterson’s son “Lay Me Down” (Wear is the name of the river):

    Praise, Praise!” I croak. Praise God for all that’s holy, cold, and dark. Praise him for all we lose, for all the river of the years bears off. Praise him for stillness in the wake of pain. Praise him for emptiness. And as you race to spill into the sea, praise him yourself, old Wear. Praise him for dying and the peace of death.

    In the little church I built of wood for Mary, I hollowed out a place for him. Perkin brings him by the pail and pours him in. Now that I can hardly walk, I crawl to meet him there. He takes me in his chilly lap to wash me of my sins. Or I kneel down beside him till within his depths I see a star.

    Sometimes this star is still. Sometimes she dances. She is Mary’s star. Within that little pool of Wear she winks at me. I wink at her. The secret that we share I cannot tell in full. But this much I will tell. What’s lost is nothing to what’s found, and all the death that ever was, set next to life, would scarcely fill a cup.

  26. Michael says:

    Sarah,

    This was wonderfully, painfully, holy to my heart.
    Thank you, for the balm and the brilliance…

  27. Melody says:

    This strikes a chord for me because I recently had to make the horrible decision to put a beloved kitty down. We are down to one cat and I have yet to go and pick up his ashes from the vet eventhough it’s been a few weeks. Trying to be brave enough to add his ashes to the mantle where our dogs ashes already sit. It’s some comfort to know our pets are waiting for us before they go into heaven with us but all the harder to bare knowing your mom isn’t long for the kingdom of heaven either. My heart goes out to you and your mom with love and prayers in the time you have left with her as you mourn the loss of adding another pet angel to heaven. ❤

  28. Em says:

    Sarah W., wonderful ponder – thank you
    We have a VERY large, bright star up here in the mountains that sometimes looks exactly like an angel looking down on us….

    Will our much loved animals join us in Eternity? I don’t know, but I have a short list to request of the Father…… ? ? ? 🙏

  29. The New Victor says:

    That’s beautiful Michael. I read this to the kids the other night at bedtime. I choked up a bit trying to get through it…

  30. Michael says:

    Melody,

    Blessings and comfort to you…thank you and my heart is with you.

  31. Michael says:

    TNV,

    Thanks…I hope it planted seeds of faith and not just sadness…

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