This past week was filled with both highs and lows for me. Yet in both there were celebrations of life. It is the gift of faith that lets me see God in both and to thank Him for all that He provides.
On June 10, my cat, Vera, turned ten years old. It is a milestone for her, as she was diagnosed with a cancer that she shouldn’t have survived the year, let alone the past seven. The vet staff that takes care of her now think she was misdiagnosed, and whatever she does have, we have been able to keep it from impacting her life too much. I celebrated the day by taking off from work and spending it with her. My family came over for dinner and it was a lovely visit. Later that night as I checked my phone, I saw a message from my neighbor that his wife had passed away a few days earlier. As I read her obituary, I realized she was just a few months younger than me. She had been battling cancer for the past three years and while the initial treatment went well, it did end up spreading and cut her life short. What a rollercoaster of emotions, from being so happy to feeling so sad for my neighbors.
I am not sure how long I will have Vera in my life, so even when she wakes me up extra early or is interrupting my work asking to be fed, I try to appreciate even these moments that bring frustration because I know our time is limited. I do see her as a blessing and I’ve mentioned in several previous blogs how in caring for her, I can get a glimpse of the love God has for me. All this time I’ve focused on Vera’s limited time, but with my neighbors’ passing, I realized it could just as easily be me that goes before her. We don’t know how long we have on this earth. It’s so easy to get caught up in the day-to-day as well as planning special events or vacations, that we lose sight of what’s really important: our relationship with God. At any time, we need to be ready to stand before Him, no matter what our age or the vitality of our health. However, we can’t live every day expecting it to be our last either.
Psalm 23 is the one most people associate with comforting the family and friends who have just lost a loved one. I suspect that’s due to the final line, “And I shall dwell in the house of the Lord for years to come.” (Ps 23:6) However, I often say the first line, more as a motto when I feel like I’m being too materialistic: “The Lord is my shepherd; there is nothing I shall want.” (Ps 23:1) I have quite a bucket list of house projects as well as travel ideas and crafting projects, that even if I lived healthy to 100, I don’t think I would be able to accomplish it all. I’m slowly learning that when I do encounter too many “wants” at a time, I turn them over to God, letting Him know of my desires but putting the fruition of those items in His hands and timing.
Psalm 23 is a very short one, yet it packs a powerful punch. One of the main concepts it reminds us of, is the sheer abundance of God’s blessings. When we look at someone who passes in their early 50’s, to those half that age, it may seem that they lived a long time, however, for those around that age or older, it seems their life was too short. No matter which perspective we have, we need to realize how many blessings were given in that lifetime. We have memories to reflect upon, to bring both a smile to our face as well as a tear to our eye. It is with gratitude that we thank God for the gift of shared friendship for whatever the length of time.
Long and short, happy and sad, life is a combination of all these, and the balance of which is in the hands of God. With a faith-filled relationship, we can trust that no matter what occurs in our life, God will accompany us through it all and bring us to dwell with Him always.



