Caring and Sharing

People can learn a great deal from animals. For instance, today I read a news story about a dog being abandoned in front of an animal shelter on the 4th of July. The shelter was closed for the holiday, but a police officer saw a cardboard box and the small dog tied to a nearby pole, so he investigated.

Doggie nursing kitties

When he saw two tiny babies in the box he wasn’t surprised until he realized they weren’t puppies but kittens. The dog jumped in with them, and they began nursing from her. When the officer turned them over to a foster pet home, the foster mom promised to keep them together until the kittens were weaned. She also complimented the dog’s actions: “All she knew, she was a mother, and these were babies, and they needed her.”

This story appeals to us because we project human characteristics onto animals who are behaving well. Experts tell us dogs and cats operate on instinct not reason, but sometimes we wonder. This dog’s unlikely behavior blurs the line as she overcame specie-obstacles to feed and care for animals that weren’t “of her kind.”

Polite at the pan

I often see the same blurred lines between instinct and reason when I watch two of our family dogs, Jack and his cousin Sydney. To see them greet each other down a road or across a stretch of beach is to watch a demonstration of pure joy as they run together to sniff, lick, and circle. They don’t even balk at sharing the same food bowl, politely taking turns eating together, a fine example of sharing.

Syd and Jack

Humanly speaking, sharing with others isn’t always easy. We may offer something to another, but our heads might be thinking, “There won’t be enough for me now,” or “She’s taking the one I’d wanted.”

As soon as children can speak, one of their favorite words is, “Mine!” spoken while yanking a toy from another child. When we get older, we squelch our “Mines!” but oftentimes they’re rumbling just below the surface. Because of this, when my kids were young we memorized Hebrews 13:16. I needed it as much as they did: “To do good and share, forget not, for with such sacrifices God is well pleased.”

Young children don’t especially care about pleasing God, but the rest of us ought to be thinking about that. It’s interesting that Scripture labels sharing as a “sacrifice”. God wants us to know he recognizes how difficult it is, and that, of course, is the whole reason our sharing pleases him well.

I don’t think the dog in the news considers it any big deal to care for those two kittens; she’s just genuinely happy to help. But strange as it may sound, I think she’s getting some special credit with God.

Paul wrote, “Just as a nursing mother cares for her children, so we cared for you. Because we loved you so much, we were delighted to share with you not only the Gospel of God but our lives as well.” (1 Thessalonians 2:7-8)

Careful Watching

This afternoon I watched 5 young children race down the dune and into Lake Michigan’s gentle waves without a moment’s hesitation or a backward glance. Although they seemed to be in the 6-8 year range, no adult was following. No one was shouting, “Wait till I get there!”

Watching them cavort in chin-deep water, I was reminded of my own childhood and similar unsupervised water play at the same beach. When Mary and I grew up and had children ourselves, they also splashed freely there from sun-up to sun-down.

Whenever we had young babies, we’d arrive at the beach on the “early shift” so that by mid-afternoon our little ones could be back home for naps. If Mom was at the cottage too, she was always willing to listen for the nappers so Mary and I could head back to the waterfront alone.

One summer afternoon in 1975, while our little ones were sleeping with their grandma in charge, Mary and I went back to the beach to luxuriate in some time without any children. All of a sudden Mary said, “Hey… Look down the beach. Isn’t that Nelson and Julia wading into the water?”

Nelson and Julia

Sure enough, the 2 two-year-olds we’d put to bed not long before were wading into the water dressed in their cloth diapers and rubber pants. We ran down and collected them, then headed home to get the story from Mom.

“They weren’t tired,” she said, “and wanted to go back to the beach. So I pointed them in the right direction and hoped they’d find you.”

This meant walking 5 blocks (and making two correct turns), climbing a big dune (paved), and walking down 100 concrete steps to the sand where we were sitting amidst many others. Somehow these little ones did that, though it was unsettling watching them walk into the water unaccompanied.

Steps

But then again, it was typical Mom. When we asked if she’d been worried they might not make it, she said, “Oh, but they did.”

This grandma was a risk-taker. She’d sent them off “hoping” they’d reach the beach and find us, but if not, “hoping” another mother would step in and help. And behind all of that shaky logic, she believed Julia and Nelson had guardian angels watching over them.

God is not a risk-taker like Mom was. He doesn’t have to be, because he’s omniscient. He’s 100% capable of watching over children because his future knowledge is complete. Mom “hoped” everything would work out, but she wasn’t sure. God, on the other hand, is always sure. And he has legions of angels to do his bidding.

As for that little gang of young swimmers I saw today, I watched for quite a while. Somewhere an adult was probably “hoping” they’d be OK at the beach, and amazingly, it all worked out fine.

“Be careful that you never despise a single one of these little ones — for I tell you that they have angels who see my Father’s face continually in Heaven.”  (Matthew 18:10)

Marking Time

Birthday crown of suckersWhen we were little kids, every birthday was a big deal. Older was always better, and when someone asked our age, we didn’t just say “six” or “eight.” It was “six and a half” or “almost nine.”

Numbers are important to children. I remember hearing a conversation between our Linnea and her friend Nancy when they were 5 and 6. The girls were in a discussion where one was trying to top the other. Nancy said, “I bet my dad is older than your dad. He’s 50!”

Linnea, wanting to throw out a number higher than that said, “Yeah, but my dad weighs more than yours!” Both were right, so each was satisfied. In the minds of children, bigger is always better.

High blood pressure

We adults consider numbers to be important, too, though we’ve learned that bigger isn’t always better, as in high blood pressure, high risk investments, high taxes.

We like numbers because they’re a tangible way to check on our progress through life. How many miles per gallon is my car getting? How much will that plane ticket cost me? How many calories are in that dessert?

Some numbers, though, outweigh others: birth dates, death dates, marriage dates. Brooke and Klaus have been married 19 days now, and as the weeks pile into months and then years, 2013 will always be significant to them. They’ll forever see that number as momentous, the year when they officially, legally, willingly altered their status from individuality to togetherness, single to married. If they have children someday, 2013 will be an important groundwork year for their whole family.

This weekend a knock on our front door brought something unique to our newlyweds, a numbers-oriented wedding gift from good friends Justin and Krystal. They delivered a hand-made plaque made of sturdy wood and edged with rope, measuring 30” wide. It simply says, “Nyman, EST. 2013” and will be a constant reminder to Brooke and Klaus of their foundational year.*

EST 2013

This good-looking gift is exceptional in two ways: it was made by the hands of their friends, and it recognizes the value of long-term marriage. Dating a plaque with the year rather than month and day assumes the couple will be stockpiling lots of them.

In 2023 they’ll celebrate 10 years together. In 2038 they’ll have a party marking 25 years, and in 2063 it’ll be a 50-years-married blow-out. Maybe they’ll bring Buster and Krystal’s plaque with them to the party that day so as their guests walk in the door, it’ll be the first thing they see, a reminder that it all began waaaay back in 2013.

They will have no fear of bad news; their hearts are steadfast, trusting in the Lord.”  (Psalm 112:7)

* [The fish logo is a topic for another day.]