Our daughter got this cat as a rescue from a shelter a few months ago. He’s super sweet but has certain apprehensions to human interactions as a lot of cats do. She recently saw his paws reaching under the door and wondered what he was doing. She got down, peered under the door and this is what she saw. She quickly snapped this photo of his bright happy eye, trying to see her on the other side of the door. He’s happy, mostly content, but just wants to be with someone in the house. He wants to belong.
His life so far had not been a bed of roses though. He had been abandoned, for whatever reason we will never know. He was brought and left at the shelter as a stray. That’s all we know. We don’t know how he was treated, but he is friendly, not skittish so he must have been someone’s pet at one time. He seems to get more trusting, loveable and active as health issues are discovered and made well.
Recently it was discovered he had some bad teeth and had to have them removed. So he got loaded up into his crate and driven to the vet. After the procedure, he was clearly upset, despondent and well – a little drugged out of his mind. After a few days of healing, he became even more snuggly, playful, and wanting to be part of the family more so than he had ever been before. It was like he had been reborn. He realized these humans must truly love me. This outcast misfit, left at the mercy of some strangers in a chaotic place ironically called, a shelter. I just went through something very unpleasant and painful but now, I feel better than I have in a long time. I feel like a cat should feel. They want to take care of me. They want to love me and now, I want to love them.
Isn’t that what God does with us, or through us?
We feel abandoned or maybe we actually are abandoned. We are forced to move to a different home, a strange town or across the country. We feel alone, out of place, question our welcome and with great anxiety wonder: What is coming next? We get stricken with some cruel disease or ailment, from something we did in our life or just a random occurrence. We question; why is this happening to me? What did I do, to deserve this? I thought I was being a good person.
We meet some folks through a new job, a class, a hobby, or a support group. Maybe we become part of a new congregation and start participating in a study group or project. We slowly feel like we belong and realize some of these new people we have met have created a new purpose in our life. They minister to us and quite possibly, we minister to them. Strangers become dear friends and walk beside us to help carry the burdens we carried alone. Together we celebrate our small triumphs, our healing, our new found life. Did this all just happen by chance? I believe this is not merely by chance, but part of God’s plan.
There are many things in this life we get rescued from and in many things, we are (or can be) instruments in the rescue. Something as simple as a kind word or gesture given with genuine compassion can change your day as well as a stranger’s. Paying for some basic groceries for that single parent telling her kids; “No they cannot have that candy bar, it cost too much.” while the lady at the check-out tells her the debit card has been rejected. Helping the kid that comes into the store to buy a pair of shoes but only has a fraction of the money needed to buy some plain, everyday shoes to wear to school so his holey ones don’t get laughed at. Bringing an elderly neighbor some fruits of your labor in the garden and taking the time to just have a friendly chat.
For we are God’s workmanship, created in Christ Jesus to do good works, which God prepared in advance for us to do. Ephesians 2:10 NIV
These verses in Jeremiah were spoken to the Jews that were carried off into exile.
For I know the plans I have for you, plans to give you hope and a future. Then you will call upon me and come and pray to me, and I will listen to you. You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart. I will be found in you and will bring you back from captivity. Jeremiah 29:11-14a NIV
Often, we find ourselves in some sort of exile. We feel abandoned, or alone after a move we didn’t want, like a stray cat. All alone in this new and different place. Or we’re faced with a disease we know little about, how we got it and now, how will we deal with it. Maybe our body is broken and there’s a major medical procedure we are scheduled to go through. Maybe our family has been torn apart by drugs, divorce or even death. So many unknowns, yet there is one who does know and somewhere – in that mess – is part of his plan. Somewhere in that mess, somehow, something good will come from it. We may not see it. We may not feel it. But some day, maybe not until we reach eternity, we will know it. Just because we are scared of the situation doesn’t mean we lack faith. Faith is what helps us to fight the fear and take that next step knowing that in all things we are a child of God, and that his love and compassion cannot be out-weighed, they are infinite and merciful. Like going to our first day of school, holding tight to mom or dad’s hand with a little fear, but knowing they love us and would not bring us to something to intentionally hurt us.
So, if you are feeling like you are an abandoned stray, take courage and have (even a little) faith. There is hope. There is someone that cares. There is someone that is praying for you. There is a God, the One True Lord Almighty, who knows. Even if you feel as if you are completely alone in your current situation, you are not.
May the Lord bless you and keep you.
May the Lord make his face shine upon you and be gracious to you.
May the Lord turn his face toward you and give you peace.
Amen