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Before you know what kindness really is you must lose things, feel the future dissolve in a moment like salt in a weakened broth. What you held in your hand, what you counted and carefully saved, all this must go so you know how desolate the landscape can be between the regions of kindness….
Naomi Shihab Nye
WORDS OF HOPE
I want to remember the sweetness of that morning. How long before dawn he came to the side of the bed, bumping my arm with his nose and lifting his front paws onto the mattress as if to say, “Let’s go, mom; no time to waste!” I ruffled his fur and told him, “Not yet, boy. Come snuggle.” And, as was his custom, he jumped up on the bed and stretched out the full length of his body next to me, wiggling with energy and thumping his happy tail on the comforter. Soothing his coat, I whispered, “Not yet…Let’s have quiet time….” And he stilled, but the nerve endings of desire for his walk revved under the surface until I rose and followed him down the hall.
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My vet’s crestfallen face told me before he spoke the words. Pancreatic cancer, inoperable. From that moment in May, sustaining the best possible life for Charley, the rescue dog who rescued me, has been my focus. Taking dawn walks and daily car rides. Indulging his food yearnings—from salmon skin to vanilla ice cream. Visiting with his favorite “aunties” and his blessed trainer of many years. Journeying to the lake one more time for deer smells and wading in the shallows.
Knowing the depth of love Charley and I share, friends began to tend my breaking heart with all manner of communication as well as quiet presence. And without being asked, his acupuncturist stayed in touch, sharing advice on how to keep the pain reduced—even to the last night when the disease erupted in final fury.
Underneath it all, holding me, spread a broad tapestry of prayers. Kindness, such kindness.
Before you know kindness as the deepest thing inside, you must know sorrow as the other deepest thing. You must wake up with sorrow. You must speak to it till your voice
catches the thread of all sorrows and you see the size of the cloth.
Then it is only kindness that makes sense anymore, only kindness that ties your shoes and sends you out into the day to gaze at bread, only kindness that raises its head from the crowd of the world to say It is I you have been looking for, and then goes with you everywhere like a shadow or a friend.
Draw near in our times of sorrow and loss, tender and merciful God. And develop in us an ethic of kindness for each other-- one touch, one act at a time. Amen.
DEVOTION AUTHOR
Dr. Pat Saxon
Cathedral of Hope
Proclaiming Christ Through Faith, Hope and Love
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