Goodbye Little Don

A couple of months back, we (my sister, Niviya, actually) rescued a stray kitten (who now goes by the name Ginger a.k.a Pee Factory) that was badly injured. When we took her to the doctor, he told us that she was severely dehydrated and the chances of her survival looked slim. I remember talking to Prema that night and she told me not to keep my hopes up too high as kittens don’t generally survive when they’ve been injured like that. None of us thought she was going to make it through the night…but she did.

We hoped she would, we prayed she would, and when she did, we thanked and praised God.

It is so easy to thank God for His blessings when prayers are answered with a yes, and yet, so easy to curse His Name when He says, no.

Prema has rescued more kittens in her life than I can count. The past 3 months, however, have been terrible for her when it came to kitten rescue. Two months back, she lost three of them because they were too tiny and couldn’t survive without a mother.
Last night, the cat that she loved in church ate something that poisoned her. Prema called me when she took her to the doctor; and she wept continuously.

We prayed for the kitten to be healed and we hoped, once again, that the answer to our prayers would be yes…

…but it wasn’t.

The little one died this morning.

And all Prema had to say was that she was prepared. She didn’t curse God for the no. She didn’t ask – WHY?

She only praised Him.

How beautiful it is to trust in His will even though it seems like He is against you? How amazing it is to trust in His goodness even in the face of death and sorrow, to believe that it is your joy He is after even when you have begged Him with tears, on your knees, only to hear a no?

He does love us. He is after our joy; and as one of my favorite speakers, Matt Chandler says, – sometimes joy means surgery.

You will be missed little Don.

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“David prayed desperately to God for the little boy. he fasted, wouldn’t go out, and slept on the floor….On the seventh day, the child died. David’s servants were afraid to tell him….He asked the servants, “Is the boy dead?” “Yes,”they answered. “He’s dead.” David got up from the floor, washed his face and combed his hair, put on a fresh change of clothes, then went into the sanctuary and worshiped” – 2 Samuel 12:15-20 MSG
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