Just a year ago my Kara went to kitty heaven. Now this past week, my kitty Tori went back to the Heart of Jesus.
I wasn’t ready to let her go. My house is so quiet now. I never knew animals made so much noise. No “mee-ow” announcing a grand entrance. No purr of contentment in my ear. No THUMP THUMP which made me wonder, “what is she getting into NOW?”
I don’t hear the crunching of dry food at meal time. She’s not stretched out before the fireplace enjoying its warmth. And at night, no soft fur meets my hand when I stretch out. I miss my kitty. Tori was a sweet, gentle creature who loved to be held and cuddled. She followed me around the house.
I knew the time had come to send Tori back to Jesus. But it’s hard. She came to my house as a kitten 15 years ago. She went through many life experiences with me and comforted me through them. She moved with me when I built a new house. Kara, Tori and I traveled through life a long time together.
Now they are both safe in the heart of Jesus. Even this is in answer to a prayer. I know times are hard and the birth pangs of earth’s judgment are coming hard and fast. I don’t have to worry about my girls anymore. They are safe.
I have always thought our pets go back to Jesus. I don’t understand how it all works. They don’t have spirits as we humans do. Yet they return to the Creator who made them. I plan to see them again when I get to heaven.
Meanwhile it may be some time before I get another kitty or two, but I probably will once the shock wears off. My greatest realization is that Jesus loves me and will never leave me nor forsake me. He’s alive and I’m never alone. His death and Resurrection conquered sin and death forever. Because He lives, I have hope for eternity. We’ll soon be celebrating this most wondrous gift!
I am so grateful for His loving care.
“…He also presented Himself alive after His suffering…” Acts 1:3.
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