I am writing this on Tuesday morning. It’s a sad morning for me. I am without my morning “study buddy.” She has curled up next to me almost every day we’ve been at home for the past 12 years while I study and pray and write.
Monday I had to make the decision to euthanize Miss Molly Magee. She has been declining over the past couple months. She lost three pounds even though she sat whining by her food bowl all the time extremely hungry. She drank water constantly. She was lethargic. When she would hop down off a chair it would take her a few moments to get her body going. And while she still walked around with her tail straight up in the air (the sign of a happy cat), her gait was hesitant.
The vet diagnosed her with hyper-thyroidism that had already affected her heart, which was fast and erratic. The vet said we might be able to prolong her life for a little longer but thought it was best to just let her go, which I did.
Miss Molly Magee was just a silly cat. It’s certainly not like losing a person you love, but it did remind me how much I hate death. I know for the Christian, death is but a doorway into the presence of our Savior and LORD, yet it is still ugly and alien.
God designed us in His image it says in Genesis 1:26. God is life, and God imparts that life to us. He even wants us to have life more abundantly! Life to the fullest. Death was never in God’s plan for us, but when Satan entered and man succumbed to his lies, sin and death not only entered God’s creation, it reigned until Christ defeated it on the cross and in His resurrection. Now we do have life eternal, but it is housed inside a body that is still subject to decay and death.
I hate death. I can’t wait for its complete defeat. “The last enemy to be destroyed is death.” [1 Cor 15:26]
Amen, Jesus, come quickly!
