last night I walked in to a warm kitchen full of amazing smells (dinner by laura & jina), and to the sight of james...white and quiet at the bottom of his bowl. it was good to have my friends there. i thanked him for being such a good fish - remembered the highlights of his life & how much i enjoyed him. then we poured him into a cup and sang;
this is my Father's world,
and to my listening ears
all nature sings, and round me rings
the music of the spheres.
this is my Father's world:
i rest me in the thought
of rocks and trees, of skies and seas;
his hand the wonders wrought.
this is my Father's world,
and to my listening ears
all nature sings, and round me rings
the music of the spheres.
this is my Father's world:
i rest me in the thought
of rocks and trees, of skies and seas;
his hand the wonders wrought.
appropriate to remember that God loves his creation and that it is all his. james was over 3 years old. that's a decent lifespan for a fish. thankful that he's not suffering anymore and remembering the good ol' days when he was bright and feisty and friendly and when he'd recognize me (my hair, i think) and come swim over to my edge of the bowl to just watch me & hang out. we were good friends, and i'll miss him.
i don't know if animals go to heaven or not, but if they do - this might be what our reunion looks like (but james is MUCH prettier, and i'm not a boy). i think this fish was so excited to see his old friend that he just bowled him over, and is giving him a great big ol' hello....
i don't know if animals go to heaven or not, but if they do - this might be what our reunion looks like (but james is MUCH prettier, and i'm not a boy). i think this fish was so excited to see his old friend that he just bowled him over, and is giving him a great big ol' hello....
Oh thank you for your phone call and for telling me to read this! You are such a writer and your beloved James deserves this post!
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