My friend Pamela Hodges (ipaintiwrite.com) posted this story on Facebook. It is a tender story, told in photos, of a lost Shih Tzu-mix found by an animal control officer in Anderson, South Carolina. When the little dog was found, it was discovered that she had adopted a tiny kitten, which she was nursing.
Why would a little dog rescue and nurse a kitten? How did they find one another? If only dogs and kittens could talk, but they can’t, so we can only guess at what happened. Somehow, lost and scared and alone, the little dog found one even more forlorn than herself. She found a helpless kitten, separated from the warm body of her mother, and decided in her little doggy brain, “I can’t abandon this little one. She has no one. She will be my child, and I will be her mother.”
It’s a lovely metaphor for God’s love, about how much He cares for the least, the most insignificant, the overlooked, the worthless. Even a little kitten is worth finding. You can never be so lost that God cannot find you, and that is my Christmas story.
Are not five sparrows sold for two pennies? Yet not one of them is forgotten by God. Luke 12:6
(You will happy to learn that the dog and kitten, now named Goldie and Kate, have found a forever home in South Carolina.)
Do you have a Christmas story? I’d love to hear about it in the comments!