In which we long for the branches but are comfy on the ground

by Craig on September 27, 2011

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Laska the love Kitty has recently taken to climbing trees.

He hearts the ground – all firm, and secure and reliable.

But he hearts being in the branches, the higher point of view, the adventure.

See that tail in the air…

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– that’s a happy tail.

But as much as he hearts the branches – that in between part he doesn’t heart much.

There is a charm to life, a kind of magic, attractive, pleasant, intoxicating charm.
We dream of life in the branches…

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Whether life is happy or sad, there’s something to it that we don’t want to lose – even with the promise of something better.  To stay alive and aware on this blue dot – there’s an importance, a regal-ness to it – and it’s all we know.

Sarah knows of the highest limbs now.

With time comes increasing knowledge of how broken this world is – and we are. As winsome as life on this planet is, it really presents far more struggle or mundane than joy. I have known what it’s like think that this lifetime can be all kittens and ice cream – and be shocked when it isn’t. I heart when there are kittens and ice cream now, but I’m not surprised that ice cream melts – or cats are sometimes hissy.

Yet although we long for the better life in the branches…

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We’re just fine with keeping two paws on the ground.

But eternity has been placed in our hearts. (Eccl 3:11)
The branches are our home…

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…our citizenship is in heaven… (Phil 3:20)

Sara has lived the ground…
and is now dancing in the branches…
having passed through that in between part.

There are no more tears for Sarah…

not in the branches…

no tears in the branches…

but on the ground there are a few left in me…

still, knowing how much Laska enjoys the branches…

it makes me smile to know Sara is enjoying them infinitely more.

In the branches lies joy…

and slowly…

my sadness…

is turning in that direction…

{ 10 comments… read them below or add one }

Victoria September 27, 2011 at 9:38 am

This is good Craig and the pictures couldn’t be more perfect. Once again, I love the end. I’m still keeping you in my prayers. v


Craig September 27, 2011 at 4:27 pm

Laska, the incredible tree climbing, gets credit for all pictures.and just between you and me – I heart the end too – even though it’s not the end yet. Thank you for keeping me in your prayers. God bless you Victoria


Andrea Dawn September 27, 2011 at 10:37 am

Craig . . . how beautifully the LORD has ministered to you through this “parable” of Laska and longing for the branches. Thanks for sharing it with us all. As mentioned already by Victoria, the pictures are just purrfect.


Craig September 27, 2011 at 4:30 pm

thank you Andrea Dawn, Laska the love Kitty does make for the best parables – and he takes good pictures. And, my friend, don’t think that the double r went unnoticed ツGod bless you Andrea Dawn.


Martha Orlando September 27, 2011 at 4:25 pm

Beautifully expressed as always! I loved the imagery of Laska in the branches and Sara in the freest and most heavenly of them. She is alive in the Lord, fully and completely.

God bless you, my friend, and may His love and comfort continue to surround and heal you.


Craig September 27, 2011 at 4:34 pm

Martha, thank YOU as always! Laska gets credit for the parable. And Sara? She is alive – more alive than ever – and it IS what awaits us in the branches. But then, being here, living here, loving here, believing here, is what gets us there. Laska has found out that it’s best to get a running start for climbing the trees – I think there’s something to be learned in that too. This is our running start .Thank you for thinking of me – this has been a fire and fury period for my heart. So thank you, really. And God bless you Martha!


Dawn September 27, 2011 at 8:53 pm

Dear Craig,

“That is a happy tail” begins the happy tale that points us all to joy, and, happily, that is what Sara wanted, is it not?

I love the picture of Laska sitting in the branches in between the words “The branches are our home” and “our citizenship is in heaven” What a happy cat. What a beautiful home. He looks as if he knows he could take his flea collar off forever there.

You have been blessed, thanks for sharing,


Craig September 28, 2011 at 5:41 pm

it is what Sara wanted, I watched her funeral service today, and her priest reiterated that. The time for sad is lifting, replaced with memory, and love. other people have children to teach them lessons of love – I have Laska. He does a good job. God bless.


Debbie September 27, 2011 at 10:18 pm

Amazing what you and Laska and God come up with for us! Now you have me thinking about that running start. And smiling at Dawn’s comment . . .about Laska knowing that he can take his flea collar off there. :) And Craig, thank you for helping us with Sara, then and still now.
God bless you as you look toward those upper branches.


Craig September 28, 2011 at 5:42 pm

as I said to Dawn, other people have children to teach them lessons of love – I have Laska. Thank you as always Debbie. God bless you.


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