When we become warriors for the Lord, our weapons are mercy, kindness, understanding and generosity
Mary Beth and I like to take a regular brisk walk. Our route covers a little more than four miles, during which we greet neighbors in their yards or driving by, sometimes on bikes, or walking like us.
We never tire of the beauty of corn and hay fields, manicured lawns dotted with majestic pines and great oaks, and glimpses of the Mississippi along the way. We have always found it good for our health, a convenient venue for uninterrupted conversation and a great opportunity to breathe in the glory and wonder of God’s creation, especially as seasons change.
Kitten in distress
About three weeks ago, as we headed out of our driveway, we heard a plaintive cry in the woods across from our house. I went in for a closer look and discovered a small orange-colored kitten that sounded as though it needed help, but had no interest in me as I approached it.
After a couple more tries to pick up the poor thing, I suggested we walk first and see if it was still around when we got back home. After arriving again at our driveway — and with no kitten in sight and no mewing that we could hear — MB expressed relief that the kitten may have moved on but said she’d put a little dish of cat food on our deck “just in case.” I think you know where this story is leading.
Mary Beth and I have a cocker spaniel that we’ve loved for many years. Her eyesight is not what it used to be, and we think her hearing is non-existent. Energy and zeal have yielded to long naps. The same goes for our house cat, who is about the age of our dog. They used to amuse us by playfully chasing one another around the house. Now they look like stuffed toys placed awkwardly in front of the fireplace or sprawled in the middle of the living room floor.
The last thing we wanted, especially this close to winter, is a kitten. However, we agreed that the little fellow (just learned the “fellow” part at his first veterinarian appointment) is of God’s creation and therefore worth saving. For that reason, we decided to keep him.
Joining the battle
The story of MB and me and a stray kitten is insignificant. But think about it in light of our current culture. If a kitten is worth saving simply because it is a product of God’s creation, what can we do to help preserve life for God’s most important creatures?
When we, as Catholic Christians, become warriors for the Lord, our weapons are mercy, kindness, understanding and generosity. Our ammunition is love. Our battle cry is, “Praise God! Praise Jesus!”
Good stewards, good people of light and life, help protect life at all stages. Help Bishop Kettler lead us in the spiritual battle that rages about us. If you’ve not done so yet (or even if you have), please prayerfully consider a gift to his Annual Appeal, so that the bishop’s ministries and offices will be equipped for the work that must be done.
God will bless your generosity.