It's a very sad day in our household. Our precious, first ever family pet, guinea pig, George, went peacefully to sniff at the heavenly flowers early this morning.
I wouldn't want to argue with those who consider it frivolous to mourn the death of a tailless rodent when clearly the world is ridden with much more devastating losses. There are many deaths in our world and each one carries a unique personal loss.
But it seems to me that when death knocks on our door, no matter how small it may appear, we have an opportunity to sink our teeth into communal experience of life in a broken world where death appears to have a final say. We individually taste, each of us in various degree our collective lot - facing Death itself.
For when you love something or someone, and it dies, a piece of your heart dies with it. And only God can heal our hearts when there is a hole left in it.
There is not a question in my mind that George was a furry messenger from God to our family - we learned SO MUCH from him during his life with us. But, even in his death, he continues to bring God's message of love and care to all those who have an ear to hear. With his simple life and his peaceful death, without ever saying a single word, he always pointed us to the One who created him and who created us all. Who would have guessed that such a tiny pet could accomplish such an important job and leave such a big hole in our hearts when he left?!!!
Way to go, George. You served the God who sent you into our family well. Enter into peace of your Piggy Heaven. We'll never forget you!
Are not two sparrows sold for a cent? And yet not one of them will fall to the ground apart from your Father. But the very hairs of your head are all numbered. So do not fear; you are more valuable than many sparrows. Matthew 10:29-31
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