He walked into my
life shortly after I moved back to British Columbia, Canada.
Two and a half
years prior, when I was giving away most of my things in preparation for the
move down to northern Mexico, I kept singing my paraphrased version of The Jungle Book song:
‘I’ve got the bare
necessities, the simple bare necessities,
Forget about your worries and your strife…”
It comforted and encouraged me to sing this song at this point. It
reminded me that my God has promised to supply all my needs.
Now here I was back
in Canada because of unforeseen circumstances. Each item that I’d given away I
needed to replace.
Almost miraculously
I was presented with everything that I
needed from others who were downsizing or buying new items so they had no need
of the old. The only thing that I purchased new at that point was my queen
sized bed.
“I’ve got the bare
necessities…” I had the basics. I was settling in.
Then he appeared at
my doorstep.
He was big. He was
black. He was beautiful.
He’d been abandoned
by the previous resident of my new home.
He came to me at 22
pounds with the name of Bagheera, which is the name of the fictional black
panther character from Rudyard Kipling’s ‘The Jungle Book’.
The Jungle Book
theme revived.
It felt like a message from God, a symbol, reminding me of how He had provided when I moved and that He would continue to provide.
It felt like a message from God, a symbol, reminding me of how He had provided when I moved and that He would continue to provide.
My Bagheera, was huge and sleek like a panther, but he was a cat. I had been in the
process of looking for a dog and would never have chosen a black cat for
myself. But he was the perfect one for me.
Because of the unforeseen circumstances in my life, I’d had no income for just over a year. This meant that I could not afford to take him for his shots or to have him neutered. His previous owner had not done this for him.
A wonderful woman from a
local Animal Haven chose to do it all for me for naught. She not only had him
neutered and shots given, she gave me a litter box, a whole bag of litter as well as food. Then she even came back for his follow up shots a few months later.
“I’ve got the
bare necessities…” I love how God provided even for my new roommate.
A couple of my
friends lost their cats this past year at ages 16 and 17 so I thought I had many more
years with him since he was only 8.
Suddenly a month before Christmas I had to make the choice to have him put down because he was going into kidney failure. It was a difficult choice to make but it was the best one for him.
Bagheera came to
me at just the right time when I was adjusting to being back in Canada. He was good company for me and he was often a comfort to my in home clients.
I miss his presence in my home. I miss his competing
with my laptop for my lap. I miss his galloping down the hall to make sure he
catches the open door as I leave. I miss his watching my every move. I miss him.
Thank you for reminding me of this all important fact. God cares about the little things.
ReplyDeleteThat's it exactly, Rod! And that would have been a great blog title, "God Cares About the LIttle Things." Although, as cats go, he wasn't all that little. lol
DeleteLove this great reminder that God does provide for us, whatever our situation, and whatever our need. Thanks for sharing Hellen....
ReplyDeleteHe sure does, Diane, even through and for a cat!
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