For the last 17 years, I've cared for a
colony of cats. Some of them have been beautiful. Some of them have
had sweet dispositions. Kittens are ever adorable. I think I've loved
them all.
However, at any moment during those years, I could have told you which cat I loved.
It was the one stranded in a tree.
It was the one with symptoms of upper respiratory infection.
It was the one suffering seizures multiple times a day.
It was the one suffering the last stage of kidney failure.
I could go on.
However, at any moment during those years, I could have told you which cat I loved.
It was the one stranded in a tree.
It was the one with symptoms of upper respiratory infection.
It was the one suffering seizures multiple times a day.
It was the one suffering the last stage of kidney failure.
I could go on.
When the hour came for Jesus to depart
out of this world, only one of his apostles was lost. I have little doubt that, at that hour, the
apostle whom Jesus loved was Judas Iscariot.
I offer this idea only in my own name.
I offer this idea only in my own name.
That was beautiful.
ReplyDeleteThank you for your comment, unknown. I think this post means more to me than any other. Gary Lee
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