I went to bed with dread last night. I'm at that terrible stage in a head/chest cold where I could be up for hours coughing at night. I dosed myself with theraflu, propped myself up on pillows, had my handy water bottle and tissue box, and proceeded to sleep.
Amazingly enough, sleep I did.
At one point my cat decided to join me. She curled up right on that part of my chest and neck that was bugging me the most, and it seemed like soothing balm. Then she started licking me. WHY WAS SHE DOING THAT?
I've had this cat for over ten years. She has NEVER done anything like this before at all. (I've trained her to stay off my bed.) It was very soothing. I lay there, half asleep and half aware, thinking muddled thoughts of furry angels. Thanks be to God! Does He use his creatures like that?
And this morning while I was cuddled up in my coleman sleeping bag on the back porch for my very silent morning coffee and prayers (not much of a voice today), a wren actually flew up onto the porch. Twice. We stared at each other for a good long time. The bird was very fluffy from the cold. Snow was falling, and I thought I ought to get some bird seeds, or some breadcrumbs going for those good creatures who keep me company out there.
I was reminded of some saint who said that if we only perceived the depths of our sins, we would ask even the birds of the air for forgiveness. I wish I could remember who said that so I could post the actual quote.
Bird image: http://identify.whatbird.com/img/4/3120/image.aspx