All creatures want to live; that desire resides in all of us and we struggle with accepting death. Of course there is a reason this subject arrives today. The cat outside was walking funny yesterday and I had to wonder how much longer the poor old kitty (about 14 yrs) can make it. This morning, she cannot walk at all, and the pain of moving is about as obvious as it gets in a cat. I'll make her comfortable as much as I can, but Monday morning we'll go to the vet's clinic. Unless there is something going on that I cannot see that can be easily fixed, it is most likely that the cat's time has come. The feelings are tough with a pet, how much worse when the time comes for a friend, a relative, or a spouse?
Is it any wonder we need Jesus to help us with death? The coming of that time is too painful and frightening for us. Yet, Jesus said that He goes to prepare a place for us. Would He then make it terribly difficult to arrive at that place, or will our Lord bring us gently through that door at the end? I suppose the hardest thing may not be our own departure but having to watch others make their way into that place we cannot see. Suffering of any type is terribly difficult to watch.
Entrust your burdens to Christ and I will too.
Bucky
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