I drove my car into the garage after attending church last Sunday. Hobbes bounced over to see me. As I pet him, I could tell something was amiss. Calvin was absent. While trying not to panic, I walked around outside, calling Calvin’s name, but no kitty. I needed warmer clothes on so went back into the house for a heavier coat. After walking around a larger parameter, calling Calvin’s name, but to no avail, I had still to go get even warmer clothes to wear.
Again, walking around outside in the falling snow, I thought about how God never loses someone. We are all loved so much, so ongoingly, with such a strongly attractive love, we can’t get out of the pull.
I heard gun shots. Then it occurred to me to call Calvin’s name, but to stop walking and wait. Fear had to be dissolved. Sure enough, a minute later I saw a black streak. And, I calmly approached Calvin who fully realized it was my voice. Calvin did get lost, and the noises made it difficult to come to my voice.
After hugging, we came home, me with a very warm heart.
“Love is patient, love is kind… It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. ” (I Cor. 13, NIV)