Jesus said, ‘Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted.’ Matthew 5:4 (NIV)
Our older Boston Terrier, Ziggy, was my buddy, my pal, my companion. He followed me around from a wee pup until yesterday morning. He was 8 1/2 years old. He was my boy. The picture that accompanies this devotional is Ziggy in his prime.
Last evening, we learned unfortunate news while at the vet’s office. Ziggy had a huge mass in his belly. We already had found one on his chest, under his arm. But it only appeared early this week. We had no idea it was cancer. His lungs had metastatic changes too. He would become weaker and weaker, and would always be tired, and would have difficulty breathing. He might not have any pain, but he would not be comfortable most of the time. I did not understand, as he had just had his yearly checkup two weeks ago. He did fine. His blood work was fine, his physical was fine. Everything was fine.
I cried out to my God, to Jesus, to the The Holy Spirit. How could this happen? How could our vet, a very Godly and kind man, stand there and tell me this? Then I looked and saw the distress on his face. I realized, this wasn’t about my husband and I, or Ziggy, or even the vet. It was about how much we trusted God, how we reached out to Jesus in our times of need, how we faced the trials that He had told us would come.
Jesus was in that room. I was not alone, nor was the vet, nor was dear Ziggy. You see, Jesus loves him more than I do. And He was there to bring comfort, to make sure things were done in a way that He was glorified, and we were comforted.
While I was still shocked, heartbroken, shaken, my faith was not. My faith rose up and I made this comment to the vet, ‘…My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.’ (2 Corinthians 12:9). He understood what I was saying. I was saying I trusted God to give me the strength to handle this.
I held my beloved little friend until he was sound asleep, then laid him on the table and went out with my husband while the vet administered the final injection. Ziggy is now buried with Morgan, our dog who died in the same way a few years ago, and Miss Kitty, my cat who died of old age, soon after.
While I did not have the outcome I desired, I had the confirmation that God is still God, and Jesus did not leave me or forsake me. He has brought comfort to me and my family, and to our wonderful veterinarian. He also brought it to Ziggy, who I am confident of seeing once again when I arrive where he went last night.
Jesus is Our Hope, and He brings comfort when we need it, revelation when we seek answers, and peace when we accept God’s perfect plan.
Lili, I am so sorry that you have lost your Ziggy. Having lost a brother at a young age, it used to be that i couldn’t really relate to this type of love for a pet. God, however, has a way of enlightening us. He brought a dog into my life through my son. He wanted a dog. I declared we would not be getting another pet after my husband’s dog died. (I didn’t want the ‘hassle’- and have never been a ‘dog-person’ anyway)
Well, my husband saw the window of opportunity when I told him that I had seen the cutest puppy I’ve ever seen while out shopping one day. Long story short, my son got his dog….. who is now my ‘BabyDog.’ He is by MY side constantly. God knew I would need this companion… when I couldn’t even comprehend the ‘need’ for a dog.
I can feel your loss because I now understand how deep the love for a pet can be. I am so thankful for the joy Ziggy brought you and for the comfort and peace you received from our Lord.
Thank you for sharing your heart, Melinda. I have many family and friends who view love for pets differently than we do. I always try to remember, when I talk or write about this subject, to make sure its understood that I value human life above animal life. I am involved in the fight against animal abuse too, but that does not mean I am not even more angry about and fighting against child abuse. I grew up loving animals and realized early on that I dont have to be or do anything special to gain their love and devotion. They simply love, and want love back. Thanks for your comment, my friend. I am so sorry about the loss of your brother. Im sure he is waiting for you in Heaven!