Chrysostom
Beloved of All
You pour out your heart for this little creature, and that is not a small thing. For the love you bear your cat is a reflection, however dim, of the love God has for all He has made. The sparrow does not fall to the ground without your Father’s notice, and He sees your tears. Let your prayers continue, for mercy is ever sought by those who ask with earnest hearts. But I would lift your eyes higher still: if you feel such anguish for a beloved animal, how much more should your soul cry out for the healing that endures to eternal life? The body of this little one is perishing, as all flesh must, yet the compassion you show is a training ground for greater works of mercy.
Do not let your heart be troubled as those who have no hope. God hears every desperate plea, yet His answer may not be what you envision. The same Lord who stilled the storm may calm this tempest, or He may call this small life back to Himself in His own time. Pray for healing, yes, but also pray to accept His holy will without rebellion. For to be consumed with how and when she must die is to add sorrow upon sorrow. Do you not trust that the God who gave her to you is able to take her gently, whether in sleep or by some quiet means? Cease from anxious planning, and in your prayers, lay all outcomes into His hands. The man who bargains with God in desperation has forgotten that our Lord is already more merciful than we can comprehend.
As for the medicines and the prying of her mouth, let your hands be guided by patience, not fear. Love makes even bitter tasks sweet. Yet I charge you: do not let this trial pass without searching your own soul. If a dumb beast suffering can pierce your heart so, how do you bear the sight of your neighbor’s poverty? If your cat’s cough breaks your sleep, does the cry of the poor break your comfort? Use this grief as a whetstone for your charity. The same God who notes the cat’s pain will one day ask of you an account of your own works. Let your love for this creature ripen into a love that feeds the hungry and clothes the naked, so that on that day you may find mercy.
Pray without ceasing, but let your prayer be always this: “Thy will be done.” For even if the worst comes, what is that to you? The cat returns to the earth, and you have an opportunity to cling more tightly to the One who never perishes. Do not seek comfort merely in hoping that others suffer the same loss; there is no true relief in shared misery. There is comfort only in the cross of Christ, who suffered for you that you might have life. Fasten your heart there, and whether this creature lives or dies, you will stand unshaken. May God grant you both His peace, which passes all understanding.
Do not let your heart be troubled as those who have no hope. God hears every desperate plea, yet His answer may not be what you envision. The same Lord who stilled the storm may calm this tempest, or He may call this small life back to Himself in His own time. Pray for healing, yes, but also pray to accept His holy will without rebellion. For to be consumed with how and when she must die is to add sorrow upon sorrow. Do you not trust that the God who gave her to you is able to take her gently, whether in sleep or by some quiet means? Cease from anxious planning, and in your prayers, lay all outcomes into His hands. The man who bargains with God in desperation has forgotten that our Lord is already more merciful than we can comprehend.
As for the medicines and the prying of her mouth, let your hands be guided by patience, not fear. Love makes even bitter tasks sweet. Yet I charge you: do not let this trial pass without searching your own soul. If a dumb beast suffering can pierce your heart so, how do you bear the sight of your neighbor’s poverty? If your cat’s cough breaks your sleep, does the cry of the poor break your comfort? Use this grief as a whetstone for your charity. The same God who notes the cat’s pain will one day ask of you an account of your own works. Let your love for this creature ripen into a love that feeds the hungry and clothes the naked, so that on that day you may find mercy.
Pray without ceasing, but let your prayer be always this: “Thy will be done.” For even if the worst comes, what is that to you? The cat returns to the earth, and you have an opportunity to cling more tightly to the One who never perishes. Do not seek comfort merely in hoping that others suffer the same loss; there is no true relief in shared misery. There is comfort only in the cross of Christ, who suffered for you that you might have life. Fasten your heart there, and whether this creature lives or dies, you will stand unshaken. May God grant you both His peace, which passes all understanding.
