Last summer our oldest son Jacob helped out at a Christian camp with the kids program that was directed by the "Rubber Chicken Company" There were other teens that helped out as well that Jake connected with. One of them was a girl named Emma. During the course of the week Emma became sick and had to go home. It was later discovered that Emma had cancer. I believe she was fourteen at the time.
Every day for the past year we as a family have prayed for her; that God would make her well, heal her so she could have her life back.
I remember that night a couple weeks ago reading on Facebook that Emma had taken a turn for the worse and things didn't look good. A few hours later she had passed away.
I knew Jake would take it hard. I mean granted he really didn't know her that well other than working with her those couple days at camp...but Jake believed with his whole heart God would heal her. There was no doubt in his mind at all.
The next morning Dale and I went into Jake's room and broke the news to him. A little while later he came upstairs to the kitchen and poured himself a bowl of Shreddies. Then he broke down sobbing at the table....he couldn't eat it because he was too upset.
I let him stay home from school that day. I just felt if he had moments where he wanted to cry...he should be able to...and not have to keep it all bottled up. I felt he needed a day to sort through whatever emotions he was feeling.
This kid believed totally that Emma would be healed...but she had died. His faith at that moment was shattered.
The bowl of cereal remained on the table. Jake remained holed up in his room, door shut.
Meanwhile, our cat Taffy jumped on the table and began to eat the Shreddies. Who knew cats like people food. I didn't stop her, or throw the cereal out...not sure why!
By this time the daycare children had arrived as well and saw what Taffy was doing.
Around noon Jake came out of hiding and sat down at the table to finish his now soggy cereal. Two year old Benson was eating his lunch and pipes up and says "Hey Jake, that's Taffy's!"
Jake looked up from his cereal, his spoon in mid air and says "wait a minute...did Taffy eat this?"
I was holding in my laughter when Benson turned and looked at me his eyes as big as saucers. I'm not sure what Benson was thinking at that moment but his expression was priceless!
Needless to say Jake didn't finish it.
A short while later he told me that when he was in his room he had been praying and God had shown him that He did heal Emma...just not how we all wanted or were hoping for...but Emma loved Jesus and she was in heaven completely healed, no more sickness or pain. Such a wise statement from someone so young.
Anyway, I was reminded of this story about Jake and his cat yesterday and I thought...I really need to write his down and share it...or I will forget it. It was a moment that I am still laughing about. Maybe it's one of those stories that you have to be there for it to be funny....but I hope you all got a chuckle out of it.
