The other day (as I’ve shared earlier) I had a massive revelation about Ninjess and the purpose/potential of her life being reached because we loved. She caused a ripple in the universe because I cried for her, mourned for her, loved her, miss her daily. As does her sister, my other child Gypsy. We experienced love. We experienced God.
THen I finally put two and two together! The people in this world does not need another religion, it does not need another “god”; it needs love. My dogs have taught me so much about unconditional love. The church has taught me so much about sacrificial love. And Jesus has taught me what He is; that is love.
I know it sounds cliche but I finally get it. When I pondered about death this week (and last) I didn’t want to know so much about Heaven or Hell etc, I wondered how I would carry on in life without my little ball of sweetness. I wondered about what life was all about? Our lives are so temperamental, so shaky, so unexpected. Yet when our lives cross paths we share relationships, we share the same air and for a moment we breathed in the same time in history. Ninjess and Gypsy and I were family, we loved each other. Dogs don’t have selfish love as we humans do. They just love. When it says in 1 Jn 3:16 that God is Love, I didn’t realise the full impact of that meaning until now. This world is dying. People don’t know Jesus. They catch glimpses of what love could be and considers it the real deal. My life is meaningless but for the fact that it would have any significance if I were able to display this love. Ninjess lived a full and impacting life despite the mere 9 months we had together. The potential of all that she could be was reached. This is simply because she allowed me to love her and she loved me back. In the 9 months that I got to know her I also was fortunate enough to see the healing power of love. She came to be stick thin, her fur was matted and she shed like no tomorrow. My ex-bf would not even let her into his house because she was so dirty despite the many times I’d clean or wash her. Then I loved on her. I gave her unlimited food and she ate everything. I took her to walks and though she ran home a few times in fear that I was going to abandon her, over time she became more confident. Over time she didn’t eat everything in sight. Over time she knew that I would pick her up and place her on my bed. She no longer feared every time I left my bedroom that I would leave her forever. It only took her 2 minutes to fall asleep in my lap. She knew in her soul that I loved her, like the Father’s love for us. How much more painful was it for God to see His only perfect Son to die as well? The pain is real. The grief is torturous. But the joy is present. I find comfort knowing that a small little ginger chubby confident chihuahua has brought so much into this world and left such a mark in history upon my life. I love you Ninjess, I pray for you every day. And when I saw you in God’s hands as I worshipped God, I still feel your love. Then I know that Jesus is love.
