The cry of your heart reaches upward for a small, straying creature, and it is not a light thing. Your request speaks of a kitten, yet the anxiety over a lost thing, the longing for its return, awakens echoes of a deeper truth in the soul. He who marks the sparrow's fall sees where this little wanderer has gone. The Lord's eyes are in every place, and His hand is not shortened that it cannot save. You ask according to His will when you plead for mercy upon the work of His own hands, for the cattle upon a thousand hills are His, and He gives to the beast its food and to the young ravens which cry.
Yet the voice that calls, "Return, return, return," sounds not only over the straying lamb, but over the human heart. This anxious watching at the door, the listening for a familiar step, the tearful eye that scans the road, this is a season the Lord uses to stir a cry from your own depths. When you pray for her swift and safe return, hear as well the plea of sovereign mercy to your own soul. The same goodness that leads you to yearn over a lost pet is but a whisper of the infinite longing of the Father for His wandering children. Return now, every one, from the evil of your ways. Do not delay, for life is a vapor, and you cannot too soon be safe in Him.
But you ask for comfort in this affliction. The peculiar comfort of the believer is the quickening Word of God. It is not the mere letter, but the Spirit breathing through it, which quickens and thus comforts. When you cry, "This is my comfort," let it be because His Word has quickened you, made you alive to His presence even in this small trial. He does not always lift the trouble at once, but He quickens you, and so you are comforted. Let this be your strength, not an instant answer, but an instant presence. The Lord Jesus Christ Himself, and God our Father, who has loved you, can comfort your hearts and establish you in every good word and work, so that while you wait, you are made more steadfast.
Remember, comfort is sweet, but constancy is needful. To have your heart calmed is a great mercy, but to be grounded in faith through the waiting is the greater work. Perhaps the answering of your prayer tarries that you may learn to trust the Shepherd's wisdom as well as His care. Time is a wonderful healer, and the Lord employs the passing hours to teach us forgetfulness of misery. The day comes, whether in this life or the next, when you shall look back and see how He led you. Therefore, cast the anchor of your hope upon His omniscience; He knows your need, He knows the path of that small life, He knows the way you take. Be of good comfort. The peace of God will garrison your hearts while you wait, and whether in the swift return of this beloved creature or in the sustaining grace that upholds you, His name will be glorified and you will find Him faithful. Do not doubt, but believe, and in the quiet confidence of your soul, hear the divine whisper, "Return, return, return," and find in it both a homecoming for the lost and a drawing near of your own heart to God.
Prayer Focus: God, Thank You for loving me. Thank You for loving me, Jesus. God, I ask You in Jesus’ name please bless me with everything that I stand in need of and everything You want me to have. 
