Searching for Amber...
My afternoon naps not only serve as a time to refresh, but to think or reflect. As I lay there, I thought about Amber, our golden retriever, who died suddenly on March 5th. My mind drifted to a section of Grant Park, where my wife and I and Amber had had some good times. We scattered some of her ashes there and the rest we put in a ceramic two piece dog. My eyes went to the container on top the dresser. I thought it strange that the dog we knew for eight years was just gone!
I knew that the ashes in the container are not Amber. And of course I not only felt grief, but guilt. Could I have recognized her sickness earlier? When she was younger she could leap up on the bed. When we got a new bed that was 8 inches higher, she was no longer able to. At night she would signal us she wanted up and we would move a bench to the bottom of the bed and she would use that as a step. In the last year, she signaled she wanted up, but even with the bench, needed coaxing. Again, I wondered if she had a soul, and where it was.
I posted about a book I finished called Eye of the Pyramid by Terry l. Krohn. On page 195-196 Esau, The Gifted One, is asked to
search out the mind of this prophet in Jerusalem and make him see the benefits of our Society.
Later when asked if he had searched out Jesus, will he join us, were you able to sway his thoughts, "The Gifted One breathed deeply and then exhaled. He looked directly into the master's eyes and spoke slowly, his words carrying a melodius tone"
Master, my power is but a grain of sand and His all the sands of the Earth, my thoughts a drop of water and His all the oceans of the world. The tides would stop; the sun would hide its light, would He but ask. The very air He breathes is loath to leave His body; the food He eats nourishes Him with unbridled joy.He sees my thoughts through mine own heart, mine own mind, my very soul; His presence in me is benevolence incarnate, my ecstacy at His spirit's gentle touch beyond humble words. I am but a man; He is so much more.
Even had I the power to act against Him, I could not, His kindness is so strong, His compassion a force far stronger than the greatest of mountains, the whole of the earth.
So, there I lay, all this running through my head and I glanced again at the ceramic dog. Suddenly, this thought hit me. Why do I look for her among the dead?
With a little help I found this passage in Luke 24:
1 Now on the first day of the week, very early in the morning, they, and certain other women with them, came to the tomb bringing the spices which they had prepared.
2 But they found the stone rolled away from the tomb.
3 Then they went in and did not find the body of the Lord Jesus.
4 And it happened, as they were greatly perplexed about this, that behold, two men stood by them in shining garments.
5 Then, as they were afraid and bowed their faces to the earth, they said to them, "Why do you seek the living among the dead?
6 He is not here, but is risen!
The passage from Luke had another meaning for me. It is easy to look back and focus on regrets, mistakes, and sins, but there is no life there. He knows what love is in my heart. And, reading the passage from the Eye of the Pyramid filled me with knowledge of His love and magnificense. Amber can't help but be in good hands and filled with His love. Bev and I are ready to share this good life with another furry friend.
Krohn