Believe it or not, this is my 998th post for my blog. I have journeyed through so much since I began my blog. I will try to come up with something special for post 1,000. Today, though I am so grateful for our pets. They add so much to our lives. We have 3 pets. When we were on our trip to the Midwest to attend two weddings, we REALLY missed our pets!
We have an almost 14 year old Lab named Kayleen. She is a sweetie and she has always been one to pick up on how we are feeling. If someone is having a tough day, she senses it and is just right there for the person.
Then there are our two kitties (Samuel—7 years old already, and Bogo–a baby of almost 3). Bogo imprinted himself on our son when he wandered into our lives. I swear he did. When Josh leaves the room, Bogo follows him, and then when he comes back in the room, Bogo walks beside him, meowing and purring at the same time. When Josh heads up to bed, Bogo races him up the stairs. Bogo is all white with sapphire blue eyes.
Both cats are loaded with personality, and are extremely interactive. Anytime we are watching a sporting event on TV, if I holler at the game, Samuel (he is grey and white with emerald green eyes) runs and jumps up on the couch with me and hollers. I don’t know if he is joining the cheering, or asking me to calm down. I think it is the latter.
I snapped the picture below of Bogo earlier this week. He was napping in one of his usual silly postures. I am sure that some days, each of us feels exactly like his posture shows. In the heat of summer, isn’t it lovely to kick back, and put your feet up and take a nap? I remember taking a towel out in the back yard as a kid on a summer day, armed with a book. There I’d be on my belly with a book, and before I knew it I would happily nod off. In those unstructured times, I would re-find my heart that so easily gets buried under responsibilities, tasks, and social happenings. You see, I knew even then that I needed to “stop the world” a bit.
Of course, Jesus modeled that repeatedly for his apostles. He’d hop in a boat and go across the lake. He’d walk. He’d just sit. He didn’t preach every minute. He knew. And He knew we needed a model of balance.
I wonder if kids today get enough restorative time like that? I know, they have educational programs, enrichment programs, sports, camps, etc. We all have busy times. But to hear the voice of God, and discern His guidance, I need restorative time. Look at my little Bogo here. He is definitely taking time to regroup!