I scrolled through her photos again.
Seeing her cute kitten face ministered to me so much after my miscarriage. I didn’t even have her in my arms yet, but already she was filling me with hope.
I have wanted a British shorthair kitty for a few years now. Alice in Wonderland is one of my favorite stories and films. The Cheshire cat is based off of this breed. Not only that but their cute round faces, incredibly dense, soft fur, and stripey tails are super adorable!
So I patiently waited to pick her up. The day finally came, and after about an eight hour road trip, I held her in my arms. She was everything I had hoped for. Truly she was a gift to my soul through such a difficult time.
She continues to be such a gift. On dark days, she just seems to know. Don’t our fur babies do that? They offer extra cuddles, and place their heads on us as if to say “I understand and I am here.” The cat in my life before my sweet Chessica did the same. They just have an intuition to know that we need them. I grew up around lots of animals, and even though I have been away from them for a few years, I don’t know that I will ever go without one again.
Animals and nature are two things that help me to sense that God is near.
They seem to carry part of His heart towards us. They speak without speaking. Their beauty resides in their presence. They both just offer a sense of peace. That things will become okay, even if they aren’t right now.
So I breathe into that. When I can’t seem to hear God…when I can’t seem to feel Him, I look at the gifts around me. I let my kitten’s sweet spirit speak to me. I let her cuddles minister to my heart. Her timing in my life is perfect. Her playfulness brings me joy. I am so thankful for her furriendship.
