I used ‘everyday miracles’ because they do happen all the time, but I experienced one today that I need to share. I struggled with this because it seems so small when compared to some of the other issues people are going through right now, but sometimes it’s the little miracles that get us through until the big ones come along.
It’s been super cold here, colder than Oklahoma is accustomed to and taking care of the animals we can’t bring in becomes quite the job. Thawing water, providing warm places to bed down, and increasing food are all on the to-do list. We have two ‘barn’ cats that live outside and probably wouldn’t dare set foot inside if you cornered them and tried to force it. I felt bad for them, so I got out an older dog crate, filled it with straw, draped it with a towel for cover, and started feeding in it so they’d feel comfortable. It took a couple days, but the female, Daisy, who’s been around for about a year now finally started making her bed in this little shelter and I was so happy she would have a ‘warm’ place to snuggle up.
The very morning I saw her considering this little haven her home, was the same time our bird dog, Emma, discovered her. I knew better, I knew I should have put it some place Emma couldn’t get her, and I didn’t. I thought it’d be ok. Emma had her cornered and when I finally got them apart, Emma looked pretty rough and Daisy struggled to scurry away. I didn’t know the extent of her injuries, but I knew she must have had major internal damage. I was heartbroken. I was mad. I just knew there was no way Daisy could survive that attack. I was at my breaking point because we’d had some rough times and I’d been trying so hard to be positive, have faith, and not let the Devil get to me. Here I was doing what I thought was a good deed and it lead to a horrific experience for all of us. I prayed, cried, and told God, “I know it’s whatever Your will is, but heal her. Please, I can’t handle it if I’m the reason she suffered and passed away. God, I know you can fix her.” I began to think I was being selfish. What if she lived and was disfigured and constantly in pain but living because I wanted her here. “God, you’ve raised the dead, I KNOW you can make her well again.”
Over the next couple days I felt guilty…I saw where so many people were facing hard times and here I was asking God to heal my cat. I resolved myself to the fact that she was gone. I thought all I could do was do better next time and not let it happen again. It was hard, but I was ok with the fact that God knew better and obviously had a reason she needed to go ‘home.’
This morning I was doing chores, as tired as ever, but thankful we were finally going to have a day above freezing. It meant time to refill all the water tanks and clean up the mess that was brought on by everything being ice for the last week (remember, this is Oklahoma and when we have freezing temps, it’s usually no more than a couple days in a row, at the most). I was gathering feed to take to the calves and as I came around the corner, spooked our other cat out of it’s hiding place, causing me to look up. I almost dropped my bucket and my jaw when I saw Daisy walking across the yard towards me, not a limp, not a scrape, not a thing wrong that I could see. I went to love on her and she acted as though everything were normal. She followed me to her ‘post’ where I feed her and told me she was starving. I gladly gave her a bowl full of cat food and told her how happy I was to see her.
God hears us. He knows what we need and I needed a miracle. I’ll never lose faith, but there are times it’s hanging by a thread. It doesn’t matter how big or how small your need is, God knows and He will take care of it in the best way possible. We may not always know or understand why He does things the way He does, but he’s always got our best interest as a priority. I hope my little everyday miracle blesses you and reassures you that God can do anything.
P.S. I’ve never really been much of a cat person, but there are two in my life that have been pretty special, Daisy is one of them. She’s the only cat I’ve ever known that came to me and kissed me when I was upset. She’s special, in more ways than one.