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A sweet and thoughtful birthday gift from a very kind King

I adore animals. I just simply adore them. When I look at them, their beautiful paws (I have this thing about paws!), their colours and patterns and their personalities, I just plainly see the creativity and absolute love of our Creator. Think of a fluffy little kitten – can you just picture God’s personality when He decided to give them precious pink noses, tiny fluffy paws, fat little tummies and heart melting purrs? The Creator of the Universe, whose thumb is bigger than this planet, created cute! That always gets me!

One of my favourite places in the country is Marloth Park, a holiday destination in the bush, neighbor of the Kruger National Park. Here, wildlife come right up to your door – I had warthog roaming our kitchen before! But the zebra is what wins it for me; it is always the highlight of my stay, a very special treat. Even though wild, they come right up to you and allow you to pat and stroke them, they are just beautiful. This year I was so excited to go as it was over my birthday, so I made apple and oat treats for the zebras. We stayed for almost a week and my birthday was our second last day there. My prayer was simple – “Lord, please let the zebra come visit me, please!”

We are used to their visiting us on a daily basis, but I started to get worried when by the third day my only visitors were kudus, other buck, warthog (who loved tummy rubs) and a baboon trying to break in!

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On my birthday we had all gone out for a game drive and were preparing to leave the next day. I was so sad, resorting to the fact that I would not play with any zebra this time round.
We got back from the game drive at about 4pm, and as we pulled toward our driveway there was an entire herd of zebra waiting at our door! I was so excited, I jumped out of the car and ran toward them. What makes this so special is that I could see they had been waiting for a while, because the baby zebra was already lying down in the shade relaxing. They do not wait around, if they see no one is there they move onto the next camp. I was in absolute bliss, even when they started to push me up against the wall for more oat treats!

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God kept them there waiting for me, I just know it. Because He cares even about your small things!
Struggling to thread cotton through a needle? He cares! He’s watching you.
Deciding what to make for dinner? He cares!
Battling to find the next puzzle piece? He cares!

He may hold the universe in His hands, but He sees the small things you care about and He cares about them too!

 

Praying without ceasing! Is that even possible?

When I was much younger, I was quite confused by the command “pray without ceasing” in 1 Thessalonians 5:17. My young mind couldn’t comprehend how we were to even manage that. “But we have to eat and have to go to work…when do we rest?!” I thought.

But the older I have gotten, I have come to realise the beauty of praying without ceasing. I remember once reading Charles Spurgeon say, It was never the design of the Lord Jesus that our throats, lungs, and tongues should be for ever at work.” The way I have come to understand and live it is that it is to be continually in an attitude of prayer. Just like the health fanatics claim, “it is not about dieting, but about living a healthy lifestyle by changing your attitude towards health.”
Is God like us mortals where He eventually becomes bored with our constant babbling? No – I take comfort and peace in the fact that He never becomes weary with His children’s prayers! Even battling to thread cotton through the eye of a needle He takes an interest in.

Praying without ceasing does mean to make prayer constant and often. But how do we do that? I have learnt to make communication with my Lord intimate and even sometimes casual. This gives me the opportunity to talk with Him throughout my entire day even when I’m busy.
How do I do this? I keep my mind on God during my day. Colossians 3:2 states Set your mind on things above, not on things on the earth.” I see everything as an opportunity for prayer, and as soon as I see it, my prayer is immediate. I involve God in every aspect of my life, even the small silly things, which makes it easier to talk to Him with every bit that passes.

The place of prayer also does not matter. What makes it so great to serve the God we do is that our prayers do not always have to be formal, kneeling on the side of our beds in a posture of stiffness. For example, this morning while driving on the way to work, traffic was a little heavier than usual on this one main road. If you have just one car that is stuck we will be backed up for about a kilometer or two and sets me back by at least half an hour. I noticed that the traffic lights were out but that the traffic cops were directing the traffic. The cops aren’t always there to help, so I was so grateful to see they were there easing up the traffic that I immediately prayed, “Lord, thank You the cops are here to ease the pain of traffic – please bless them because they are doing their job so well.” I didn’t even have to think about praying – it came naturally.

The more I do this, the more open I become to the Holy Spirit’s leading in what I should pray for and when. Eventually, praying without ceasing becomes like breathing. It’s easy and natural and you will find it becomes entrenched into your very being.

As a further example, this was my Saturday morning when I took my kitty cat, Nebraska, to the vet for a check-up. She had an enucleation (eye removal) done in January and I wanted the vet to check on her progress. It was a particularly rough follow up treatment that took me many hours of prayer warring in my bedroom for her healing. I reflected on that morning at the vet and never realised that I was praying so often at the time, that’s how natural it becomes. But this is how it went in the space of half an hour.

Cats will be cats and Nebraska hates the car as much as any of her feline counterparts. I don’t like how uncomfortable the car and cat basket makes them. Her cries of anguish make me sad. We get into the car and she starts crying. I comforted her by saying, “No, don’t be scared my kitty, be at peace in Jesus name.” (John 14:27)
When we got to the vet there were quite a few people with their pets waiting to be seen. While waiting I always pray for the veterinarian and that God guides their hands and gives them wisdom in treating all animals.
 I’m one of those people you see in a vet’s room walking around playing with everyone’s animals. I just love animals. I adore Scottish Terriers and got chatting to a lady who had her own there for vaccinations. She was lovely and we were talking about the breed when she said, “I want to breed them.” As an animal rescue volunteer, I am totally against breeders but I never said anything to her. What would it profit? I prayed in my mind and said, “Lord, help her decide wisely on breeding. I pray You open her heart to this and let Your will be done in her decision.”

Another client had just run in with a lovely cat that looked very ill. When I asked him what was wrong he said that he was worried the cat had been poisoned and he was foaming at the mouth. I offered that he take my place in the queue and suggested he tell the receptionist it was an emergency. While he spoke to her, I prayed softly over the kitty, “I come against any form of poisoning on you in Jesus name and receive your healing in Jesus name.” Kitty turned out to be okay!

There was a young guy sitting close to me with his dog. He went in to see the vet for a while and came out in tears. Through the door I noticed the Vet’s Assistant walk out towards the back with a limp doggy in his arms. His dog had just been euthanized and he was heart-broken. I hate seeing that! I hate seeing a pet owner in pain over the death of his beloved pet. I prayed, “Lord I pray You send Your Spirit to comfort him in his pain. I pray that you bless him and keep him, God of all comfort.”

The vet confirmed that Nebraska was just fine and has recovered nicely! I said a silent prayer of thanks to the Lord for always giving me the funds to ensure my pets have medical care.
Besides being well, that fact never helped Nebraska in the car on the way home though! On went the meouws and exaggerated feline moans of torture from being in a car, and I exclaimed, “Don’t cry kitty cat! Rejoice! For Jesus has healed you!”

God made praying without ceasing simple and lovely!

The kitten of 1 Timothy 4:4-5

When I was seven months pregnant, the Doctor picked up a problem. There was too much fluid around the baby. This would mean one of three things: the baby was Down syndrome, I had gestational diabetes or the baby had TOFS. I was ssoooo hoping for diabetes. I don’t think anyone in this world has wanted diabetes so badly! Anyway, it was TOFS- a very long story but with a happy ending.

However, when I was 3 months pregnant my cat, Georgia W. Bushytail, gave birth to two still born kittens. She was absolutely devastated. I have never seen an animal so emotionally crushed. I just wish there was  a way of us letting an animal know what has happened, so that they too, can get closure like we do. My poor angel would run meeouwing around the house looking in cupboards and around corners, under beds etc for her babies. She was desperately looking for them. She became possessive over me – I was not allowed to even talk on the phone because she would cry, jump on my lap and put her paw over my mouth to make me stop talking! I was so heartbroken for her, I couldn’t stand her pain.

I had thought of getting a newborn kitten from a shelter for her – the more newborn, the better, so that she could bond with him/her. This was a shot in the dark obtaining a kitten so tiny, but I prayed and asked God that if it was His will for Georgia to get another kitten, to please make it happen as her pain was just far too much. In the interim I had contacted 2 animal shelters that rescue abandoned kittens and cats and asked them to keep a lookout for me. I was told that I was asking for a miracle because to find a kitten at such a young age is impossible. I just knew that if God was willing I would have a kitten for Georgia.

Four days later the cat shelter called me – they had found an abandoned 2 week old kitten! I rushed over there and he was the most teeny tiny little mo you ever saw! I called him simply, Teeny, because I couldn’t get over how tiny he was and would always greet him with a “Hello my little teeny tiny mo!” The name Teeny, suffice it to say, stuck.
As soon as I took him home Georgia grabbed him by his little head and pulled him to her to give him a bath! It was the most precious sight I had ever witnessed! Those two are inseparable and her heart healed. Thank You to Jesus Who is ever so kind-hearted! I was so thankful to Him and thanked Him many times over for this special blessing.

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Which brings me to my point. I was so paranoid now that the Doctor delivered the bad news, that I was trying to find out what I had done incorrectly to warrant this problem. Then toxoplasmosis hit me! I thought maybe I had gotten that due to a new kitten in the house. I wanted to throw up at the thought! This thought tormented me that I got down on my knees and pleaded with God for mercy and whether this is what actually happened. Did I cause unintentional harm on my unborn child trying to help my cat? But it was God’s will was it not? I asked for a kitten only if it was His will.

The next morning, swollen feet and all, I was getting ready to go grocery shopping with my mom. I was about to brush my teeth and the Holy Spirit said “Go read 1 Tim 4: 4-5”. I thought “Huh? Nah…I’m hearing things”. I grabbed the toothbrush…” Go read 1 Tim 4: 4-5!” Again I thought my mind was just running overtime. I got dressed and was about to walk out my bedroom door when the voice was so persistent Go read 1 Tim 4: 4-5!! This time I could not ignore it. When I turned to the verse I burst into tears at what I found:

…for every creature of God is good and nothing is to be refused if it is received with thanksgiving, for it is sanctified by the Word of God and prayer

Yes, this passage was actually referring to people worrying about eating food that is sacrificed to idols. For example, when I was visiting in Taiwan, I knew to pray over all my food and thank God for it, because even though they usually bless their food to their gods, everything comes from our God Almighty who created Heaven and earth. When we pray over our food, it is sanctified.

However, God knew to show me this verse because it fit in so perfectly with what I was worrying over. He knew I would know what He meant. I had firstly asked His will for a new kitten, and was so thankful to Him when receiving this little kitten that he was set apart from causing me any harm.

The most important lesson I learned from this was seeking God’s will. If I had gotten a kitten without His permission, something may have well gone wrong! But once you are in His will, you are blessed. You can conquer mountains!

Do our pets go to Heaven? A dream..

Anyone who knows me knows I am crazy about animals! For many years I have studied on finding the pet lovers’ answer to “will I see my pet in Heaven with me? I have prayed countless times asking God for an answer. On this day, I think He kindly gave it to me.

There’s this wonderful doggie I watched a video of one day in 2012 on Godvine – it was very sad and it made me cry my eyes out at my desk at work. Ol’ Boy was a dog in America that lived on the streets his entire life with no one to love him. Animal rescuers fetched him when he was lying down howling in pain for 3 days from disease and tick bite fever. In his last few days on earth they took him home with them and gave him love. He passed away at least knowing the loving touch of a human hand and a blanket.

Then I had this awesome dream of Ol’ Boy the night after. I was on the front lawn of someone’s house in America. I could see it was America by the type of house.
I first saw Ol’ Boy in the sky with his name written beneath him. Then suddenly he was on the lawn next to me looking very healthy and in good condition.
This little boy (about 12 years old) then came out of the house, who I expected was the owner and was neglectful of him. I never saw his face at first, but I could see he had dark brown, thick, shiny, wavy hair. He walked up to Ol’ Boy and I was relieved  to see him lovingly cradle him and play with him while crouched down on the grass with him.

Then the little boy looked up at me and his face shone with beauty- he had amazing crystal blue eyes that actually looked like precious gems, pure white teeth and red lips and he broke out into a huge stunning smile toward me. The smile radiated and his face was much more beautiful than I have ever seen on earth. It was almost not real, it was like his beauty was exaggerated.
The way he looked at me with that smile, I felt in the dream, was to reassure me that Ol’ Boy is ok with him and they’re happy. Then the dream ended.

I loved this dream. It has given me hope that my pets are in Heaven. A hope I have had my entire life and one that I ask Jesus about all the time. I am hoping that the dream was from God, and the little boy was an angel.