My Mia

This sweet little thing is Mia. We found her about a year ago in the alley behind our house. When we found her she was covered in sap, fleas, and dirt. Her ears had nasty ear mites in them. We cleaned her up, fed her, and gave her a home. She turned out to be the best cat we've ever had. She's sweet, cuddly, never snips at the kids. Mia and I actually have our breakfast together every morning. Well, ok, I eat breakfast, she just sits on my lap and purrs. But it's been our routine for the last year.
Today my son had an allergy test. He's been having horrible coughing fits for roughly the last year. We thought he was just getting a lot of colds. It turns out that he's allergic to animals. Just about any animal with fur he's allergic to. Which means (you guessed it) we now need to find another home for our Mia. I'm heartbroken. I love my cat and don't want to get rid of her. The kids love her. Even Shane likes her, which is saying something. He doesn't really like pets. But our Mia won him over too. So it's a sad day in our household. I pray we can find her a wonderful home with people I know will take excellent care of her. She's been such a wonderful cat.

Here's a thought

So I've recently been accused of being an infrequent blogger. I realize it's been awhile since I've blogged, but I haven't had anything interesting to discuss! Until now...

I'm reading this wonderful book called "He Chose The Nails" by Max Lucado. It talks about the many gifts that God gave us when Jesus was crucified. Yeah, the obvious one was our salvation. But did you know that the only requirement for our salvation was Jesus' blood to be shed? I didn't know that either. So then you may ask, why didn't Jesus resist those nails? I know I certainly would have! It's human nature to flinch when you KNOW you're going to be in pain. Jesus, though, was no mere human, was He? Here's what the book says about it. The soldier went to hammer a nail into Jesus' hand and He turned to look. Invisible to everyone but Jesus and all those in Heaven, was a list. On this list was every single one of our lies, our lustful thoughts, our greed. This list was between His hand and the wood of the cross. It was nailed to the cross and the top was covered by His hand. The bottom of the list was illegible because His blood covered the rest. He opened His hand because He saw this particular list with all of our sins, and He couldn't stand the thought of eternity without us. So, as the book says, as the hands of Jesus opened for the nail, the doors of Heaven opened for us. I don't know about you, but when I read that, I have never felt so much love in my entire life! He knew exactly what was going to be done, and He went ahead and let it happen. At any point in time, Jesus could have stopped the whole thing. He could have pointed his finger at those soldiers who had mistreated Him and the whole thing would have been done. But if He had, where would that leave us? Lost. We'd be lost. There would be no hope. We'd all be doomed. So now tell me, who did He die for? Who did He go through the torture and the pain for? Me! And you! He died with my name on His lips. He died with your name on His lips. He loved us enough to die for us! Don't you think we should show Him how much we love Him too? Don't you think that since He died for us, we should live for Him? I don't know about you, but I think it's a great idea! :)