The Lost Kitty

Providence on one of her favorite perches – the top pf the entertainment center (April 2016)
Providence on one of her favorite perches – the top pf the entertainment center (April 2016)

“Rejoice with me,” said the shepherd, “I have found my lost sheep.” “Rejoice with me,” said the woman, “I have found my lost coin.” “We had to celebrate and be glad,” said the father, “because this brother of yours was . . . lost and is found.” – Luke 15:6,10, 32 (NIV)

I was getting ready for bed Wednesday evening when it occurred to me that I hadn’t seen Providence, my black cat, all evening. Usually she competes with Rascal, my other cat, for lap space when I plop down on the love seat, or she curls up on the chair by the woodstove.

I couldn’t remember seeing her that afternoon when I lugged in the groceries. Normally I’d be tripping over her—she loves to snoop in the shopping bags. Neither did I remember her getting underfoot before I left for town.

I checked her usual hiding places. I shook her bowl, rattling the cat food—which usually brings her racing to the kitchen. I opened and shut the patio door several times, thinking she’d hear it and come running if she was outside. I called her—inside and out, but she didn’t come.

I went to bed worried. A couple of times through the night I woke up and went to the kitchen to see if she was outside the patio door, peeking in.

It was still dark when I got up Thursday morning. No Providence. Now I was really concerned. Where could she be?

About an hour later, she came prancing into the kitchen. She’d been in the house all along! Apparently she found another hiding place.

Relief flooded me. I scooped her up and cuddled her close. She, of course, was oblivious to my pampering. She had no idea how worried I’d been. I’d thought I’d lost my kitty.

It reminded me of the three “lost” parables Jesus told: the lost sheep, the lost coin, and the lost son. When something is lost, it’s not where it belongs.

Being lost spiritually means being apart from Christ, in danger of eternal separation from God.

We all know someone who is lost—a son or daughter, a spouse, a sibling, a parent, a friend, a co-worker, a neighbor. We’ve done all we can to “save” them.

But, remember, we don’t save them. That’s not our job. It’s not our job to convict or convince—that’s the Holy Spirit’s job (John 16:8). God has already done what’s needed to save them, through His Son (John 3:16; Acts 4:12; 1 John 1:7).

Our job is to live a godly life so they can see Christ in us. Our job is to pray for them: pray for the blinders to be removed (2 Corinthians 4:3–4), for their hearts to soften (Ezekiel 36:26), and for God to draw them to Him (John 6:44). Our job is to be ready to share the Good News when we have the opportunity–and when the Spirit so leads (1 Peter 3:15).

I may not see the answers to my prayers for my unsaved loved ones in my lifetime, but I will keep praying and with God’s help live the Gospel. And someday, I’ll have reason to say, “Rejoice with me . . .”

Father, help me to so live my life that the lost will want to be found. Amen.

“It is the Holy Spirit’s job to convict, God’s job to judge and my job to love.” – Billy Graham

Extra tea: Read and meditate on Luke 15

Muddling Through

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Why are you downcast, O my soul? Why so disturbed within me? Put your hope in God, for I will yet praise him, my Savior and my God. –Psalm 42:5 (NIV)

When my husband and I visited the Coastal Discovery Museum on Hilton Head Island, I became fascinated with sea turtles.

I learned that Mama Sea Turtle lays her eggs—as many as 120 at a time—in a nest she digs on a sandy beach, far enough away from the shoreline that the tides won’t reach it, yet close enough for the baby turtles to make their way to their ocean home once they’ve hatched and climbed out of the nest.

Sixty days after they’re laid, the eggs hatch, and the hatchlings make their way to the shoreline. Thirty to 35 years later, females will return to the beaches where they hatched to lay their own eggs.

The baby turtles’ lives are fraught with danger—mostly from predators on land and in the sea—but the period they’re most vulnerable is when they make their trek from the nest to the shoreline.

Once they’ve hatched, the little turtles head for the brightest horizon. Hence during hatching season the lights on beachfront buildings are turned off and residents are to close their window blinds at night so the hatchlings don’t head for the wrong light.

Photo courtesy of Pixabay

Not only are they exposed to predators on their dash to the sea, but also they’re in danger of dehydration from the sun. Many don’t make it. Yet helping them get from nest to surf is not in the best interest of the turtles. Although it’s a time fraught with danger, it’s necessary for the young turtles to make the trek themselves.

The crawl to the ocean allows them to “wake up”—remember they are only hours old. Alertness, mobility, and strength increase as they move. The trek is also an important part of a complicated “imprinting” process whereby their surroundings are imprinted on the brains of the baby turtles, so the females will return to the very beaches where they hatched to lay their own eggs.

I liken the hatchlings’ crawl to the ocean to the times in our lives when we, too, have to “muddle through.”

Let’s take a lesson from the sea turtle.

First, head for the right light. Many false lights clamor for our attention, but only one Light is the right one that will lead us to our eternal home. “I am the light of the world,” Jesus said. “Whoever follows me will never walk in darkness, but will have the light of life” (John 8:12).

Second, know the trek is necessary. The trial will make you stronger. It will refine you: “For you, O God, have tested us; you refined us like silver” (Psalm 66:10). It will develop perseverance and maturity: “The testing of your faith develops perseverance. Perseverance must finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything” (James 1:3–4).

Also, trials purify your faith: “These (trials) have come so that your faith—of even greater worth than gold, which perishes even though refined by fire—may be proved genuine” (1 Peter 1:7).

And finally, the trials impress upon us that our lives are not random wanderings. We were made in God’s image (Genesis 1:26–27)—thus we bear His imprint. “He has set eternity in the hearts of men” (Ecclesiastes 3:11). After our sojourning, which will include many times of trial, we’ll find our way to home—and our Creator—again.

Thank you, Jesus, for being the Light that guides me through the muddling times and to home. Amen.

 Extra tea: Read and meditate on Psalm 42

ETC.

Another fascinating fact about sea turtles: The temperature of the sand where the eggs are laid determines the gender of the hatchlings. Cooler sand (85 degrees F) results in more males; warmer sand (85 degrees F) produces more females.

For more information about sea turtles hatching, visit the National Park Service webpage, “How to See a Sea Turtle Hatchling Release.” There are also many other informative websites on sea turtles. Just type “Sea Turtles” in your browser.


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