aefenglommung (aefenglommung) wrote,
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Prayer promptings

I looked out my office window just a bit ago and saw Hera exploring a dump truck in the back parking lot left there by the roofers who are doing the church. She loves that wooded corner of the neighborhood, and resists being winkled out of it. She always comes home, of course, but I worry over her as she roams around such a high-traffic area.

My fretfulness over pets has increased over the years. I used to not worry about it so much; fish gotta swim, birds gotta fly, and kitty cats are the reason why. But as I have grown older, I have also grown more protective. I told my son once that the reason for this is that I had to let my children go, and rather than nag them and fuss over them nagged and fussed over the pets. We keep grown animals in a relationship of continuing infancy because we can't stop people from growing up, nor should we.

So every time I see Hera skulking off to her special wooded corner I say a prayer for her. And every time I say a prayer for Hera or one of our other critters I immediately say a prayer for Zach, then go on to Anna, Brian, Daniel, and as many more as time permits. They are worth many sparrows, said Jesus, and more than a few cats as well.
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