(Originally blogged in October of 2011)
A couple months ago my friend Chermonica rescued a kitten but was unable to keep her in her apartment. We live in the country and while I would never call myself a “cat person,” I am all about having a cat to keep away snakes and mice and so said that we would take her.
My daughter Macie was so excited and took to her right away. She named her “Lucy.”
Lucy’s black hair and bright green eyes reminded me of Halloween and I hoped that Lucy wouldn’t grow to be short for Lucifer!
My fears were never realized. Lucy grew up to be a great cat. She came when called and stayed close to the house.
She was also a good source of responsibility for Macie. She was in charge of feeding her every day. Macie grew quite attached to her and would ask to go out on the front porch and hold her no less than three times a day.
Arriving home from church one Wednesday night, some weeks after taking her in, I turned to enter our drive way saw a small black shadow on the road.
And I knew.
Luckily, Macie was in the other vehicle and I swiftly took her inside and left Josh outside, to deal with the situation. Our sweet neighbor’s son was already on his way with “buriel supplies” because they had seen her first and were trying to remove her before Macie saw.
I came inside and waited for Josh and then explained to Macie that there had been an accident and that Lucy had died. I expected Macie to cry and be upset. I did not expect what happened.
My four year old WEPT. She wept for over 45 minutes. She cried out that she “loved Lucy,” over and over again. At one point I heard her crying, but didn’t see her right away. When I found her she was sitting in the kitchen floor. In her arms was the bag of cat food. As she rocked the cat food back and forth and stroked the picture of the cat of the front! It was so pitiful! And Sweet! And TOTALLY Macie! She looked up at me with red eyes and a tear stained face and said “It breaks my heart that Lucy died.”
Talk about breaking MY HEART!
What was completely NEW to me was the question that then came.
“Mommy, why did Lucy have to die?”
This is the question that came out over and over again from my four year old… “Why?”
I thought, “where did she learn to ask that?”
But, she didn’t learn it. She was born with it.
We all are. Our spirits know that death was not something we were designed to deal with.
Death isn’t Natural. We were never made for it. We were made to live as eternal beings in the garden with our Father. Our hearts, just like my poor Macie’s, were not “built” to handle the weight and that is why they break.
It all started with one man…
“Therefore, just as through one man sin entered into the world, and death through sin, and so death spread to all men, because all sinned—” Romans 5:12
But thankfully God did not leave us there!
“For if by the transgression of the one, death reigned through the one, much more those who receive the abundance of grace and of the gift of righteousness will reign in life through the One, Jesus Christ.” Romans 5:17
Aren’t you so grateful for HOPE! Hope in what is beyond this world! I love the way Paul says it.
“Therefore, having been justified by faith, we have peace with God through our Lord Jesus Christ, through whom also we have obtained our introduction by faith into this grace in which we stand; and we exult in hope of the glory of God.”Romans 5:1
The Loss of Lucy has reminded me about the Hope I have beyond this world! I pray that this “life lesson” will also help lead Macie to that same hope!
In the meantime, however, if you come over you’ll have to meet Taylor… our new kitty!