The title won't make sense for the first little bit of this post, but hang in there. It will.
We buried our dog today. Our massive Cane Corso that we bought shortly after we got married. The last 6 months, he had started slowing down and I had begun trying to prepare myself for the fact that the best years of his life were already over and that we had, at most, 4-5 years left with him. Last night, he got hit on the road and suddenly I hadn't prepared enough. He was just a dog. I know that. But he was a huge part of our family and waking up this morning to no black beast taking up a third of my entrance did not feel right. I'm not quite sure what to do without his huge adorable face. We buried him by my tulips. And I'm trying to explain to my children that Capone won't ever come back. My son decided we should buy another black dog.
I was going to post a small bit about Remembrance Day today. And I'm still going to. I might be mourning my dog today, but today is a day specifically for remembering brave people who died to protect the freedoms of others. And that is worlds more important than my dog. Because all those men and women who have died during war, they were young lives gone much too soon. They deserve the respect and remembrance of us all. They died for their country, for a cause they believed in and we benefit so much from their sacrifice.
I do not believe that I belong fighting for my country. I belong fighting in Christ's kingdom. Do I accomplish that? Do I believe it's worth dying for?? Do I put all my effort into fighting to spread the love of Jesus all around me? Do I believe in the power of the King who stands beside me and do I live my life surrendered to His cause?
The men and women who fought for whatever country you live in, they believed in their country's cause and they gave up their lives for it. Their willingness to do that directly impacts your life. Am I willing to give up whatever my King asks me to so I can directly impact His kingdom and generations to come?
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I thought of you when our cane corso came in this morning. She puts her head on the table and begs for some of hubby’s breakfast. (Which she’ll sometimes get)
Wow Katrina, that was so well worded. Thank you for sharing your thoughts, and I am sorry about your dog 💞