Do animals have eternal life?
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Exactly LOL! I was like, how can I do this with my husband without contradicting the words sheep/goats?
Yeah, you got what I meant.
Typically I could say, welp, there are only sheep in heaven but sorry for your luck there are no goats (and kidding, but at a more appropriate time) which was not this time.
And because we had a daughter who died at very young he often say to me (when any of them passes) and in tears that it comforts him to know that Em (our daughter) is greeting each one (in heaven).
Now, he is much more sensitive than I am, he becomes attached to animals more than I ever have and you would think (in that moment) that we lost a second child (if we ever had one) because of how emotional he becomes. I'm glad that conversation was over the phone (before he got home from work) because I draw blanks as to what to say to things like that, and I know for sure (as I can feel it written across my face) that I get a sort of stumped look on my face and become speechless with what might be understood to be a simple thing (this being one of them). I feel worse because he is my husband (always highly sensitive and emotional at such a time) whereas I feel emotionally distant with things similar to that, but I become uncomfortable with creating a fiction out of them which some could very easily can feel pressed to do, but at the same time (in not doing so) and in not having a real answer either Im stuck feeling insentive (being ill equipped) when I should have this down by now.
Just because he is sobbing over her loss whereas my demeaner is more like, "Its just potatoes tonight" if you get my drift.
I fumble around with what to say, especially in that area of things, and so I am not a good comforter in those things, that is even obvious to me. Like I wouldnt want me by me if I was actually upset by a loss, and there is only one I can think of my daughters for quite awhile after that I feel more like a stone towards it.
Wow, that was longwinded sorry, but yeah what could I say sheep/goats wise? I was at a loss
(there... there...)
is basically my best shot at the situation.
Yeah, you got what I meant.
Typically I could say, welp, there are only sheep in heaven but sorry for your luck there are no goats (and kidding, but at a more appropriate time) which was not this time.
And because we had a daughter who died at very young he often say to me (when any of them passes) and in tears that it comforts him to know that Em (our daughter) is greeting each one (in heaven).
Now, he is much more sensitive than I am, he becomes attached to animals more than I ever have and you would think (in that moment) that we lost a second child (if we ever had one) because of how emotional he becomes. I'm glad that conversation was over the phone (before he got home from work) because I draw blanks as to what to say to things like that, and I know for sure (as I can feel it written across my face) that I get a sort of stumped look on my face and become speechless with what might be understood to be a simple thing (this being one of them). I feel worse because he is my husband (always highly sensitive and emotional at such a time) whereas I feel emotionally distant with things similar to that, but I become uncomfortable with creating a fiction out of them which some could very easily can feel pressed to do, but at the same time (in not doing so) and in not having a real answer either Im stuck feeling insentive (being ill equipped) when I should have this down by now.
Just because he is sobbing over her loss whereas my demeaner is more like, "Its just potatoes tonight" if you get my drift.
I fumble around with what to say, especially in that area of things, and so I am not a good comforter in those things, that is even obvious to me. Like I wouldnt want me by me if I was actually upset by a loss, and there is only one I can think of my daughters for quite awhile after that I feel more like a stone towards it.
Wow, that was longwinded sorry, but yeah what could I say sheep/goats wise? I was at a loss
(there... there...)
is basically my best shot at the situation.
L
There are animals in heaven...in Revelation, Jesus is riding on a white horse
And I saw heaven opened, and behold, a white horse, and He who sat on it is called Faithful and True, and in righteousness He judges and wages war. Rev. 19:11
My opinion, is that we will see our pets again...and boy I'll need some land to go with that
You are welcome, Pilgrim... We outlive such losses though I am not sure we ever truly leave them behind. I do sometimes look back at my life and it seems to be someone else's, so distant from who I am now in this place and time, and the losses so very far away, and yet, all of it shaped who I am. So many losses, so many heart breaks, so many missteps on the path. I was so lost for so long, and did suffer losses of children, though not as you did, for mine were two first trimester miscarriages, and a second trimester still birth. Some people did not understand my grief, thinking I had not lost a baby, so why was I upset about it? I lost the hope of a life that would have shaped mine... but it was not to be. I did eventually have a daughter who was born around the same gestational developmental age, at twenty four weeks, weighing under a pound and a half. She will be thirty next month; my daughter is a blessing to me. 
You are welcome, Pilgrim... We outlive such losses though I am not sure we ever truly leave them behind. I do sometimes look back at my life and it seems to be someone else's, so distant from who I am now in this place and time, and the losses so very far away, and yet, all of it shaped who I am. So many losses, so many heart breaks, so many missteps on the path. I was so lost for so long, and did suffer losses of children, though not as you did, for mine were two first trimester miscarriages, and a second trimester still birth. Some people did not understand my grief, thinking I had not lost a baby, so why was I upset about it? I lost the hope of a life that would have shaped mine... but it was not to be. I did eventually have a daughter who was born around the same gestational developmental age, at twenty four weeks, weighing under a pound and a half. She will be thirty next month; my daughter is a blessing to me.
But I will say, I was more comforted by people who didnt open their mouths then those who did though, the other would would say the darndest of things, but even that made me even more nervous about opening mine in someone else time.
Because I remember.
God bless you Magenta
L
I don't know what is going on with the Lord rebuke you stuff you quote, but in regards to the questions you ask I can't help but wonder why did God create animals in the first place? and before Adam? Did He think Adam was going to get bored in the Garden of Eden?
I think God took great joy in His creation and we need to take the time to get some of that joy in our lives also
why not pets and animals in general in heaven?
Thank you, Pilgrim, I am so sorry to hear of your sister's loss also, and yes, it is a terrible tragedy to outlive your child. I know so well how much just having people listen was all that was required years later when I lost another person near and dear to my heart (not a child). I had so much to say and only needed people to receive it, as it were, and people actually gladly did, for there was something so blessed in those unfortunate circumstances even to the point that despite the horror of death visiting too soon, I felt the hand of God all over it in my experiences.
My miscarriages were not like that at all, just a prolonged train wreck in slow motion as I fell further down in life with the end of my marriage, and nobody really to talk to or share my grief with, all the more stirring up unhealed wounds, and not knowing even what to say about it all anyways. I was just lost and closed off from life and even felt my will to live slipping away, such a wretch I was at that time.
Perhaps not surprisingly that is when I had a very profound experience of God's absolute understanding of how I had come to that place in my life, His unconditional love for me, and His complete acceptance and forgiveness for all I had done through the sacrifice of Jesus on the cross. I was thirty three years old and thought about Jesus a lot at that time, but could not accept the God of the Bible or anything that smacked of religion, least of all Christianity. Still, that experience was treasured and cherished and may even have added greatly to my resolve to seek out the answers to life's meaning and purpose, which I did for many years afterwards.
I ramble. Please forgive me. I had a response to you under construction when I left work earlier, which I lost when I had to close my browser, so my apologies also for my tardy reply. God bless you also and much love to you in the Name above all names.
My miscarriages were not like that at all, just a prolonged train wreck in slow motion as I fell further down in life with the end of my marriage, and nobody really to talk to or share my grief with, all the more stirring up unhealed wounds, and not knowing even what to say about it all anyways. I was just lost and closed off from life and even felt my will to live slipping away, such a wretch I was at that time.
Perhaps not surprisingly that is when I had a very profound experience of God's absolute understanding of how I had come to that place in my life, His unconditional love for me, and His complete acceptance and forgiveness for all I had done through the sacrifice of Jesus on the cross. I was thirty three years old and thought about Jesus a lot at that time, but could not accept the God of the Bible or anything that smacked of religion, least of all Christianity. Still, that experience was treasured and cherished and may even have added greatly to my resolve to seek out the answers to life's meaning and purpose, which I did for many years afterwards.
I ramble. Please forgive me. I had a response to you under construction when I left work earlier, which I lost when I had to close my browser, so my apologies also for my tardy reply. God bless you also and much love to you in the Name above all names.
Thank you, Pilgrim, I am so sorry to hear of your sister's loss also, and yes, it is a terrible tragedy to outlive your child. I know so well how much just having people listen was all that was required years later when I lost another person near and dear to my heart (not a child). I had so much to say and only needed people to receive it, as it were, and people actually gladly did, for there was something so blessed in those unfortunate circumstances even to the point that despite the horror of death visiting too soon, I felt the hand of God all over it in my experiences.
My miscarriages were not like that at all, just a prolonged train wreck in slow motion as I fell further down in life with the end of my marriage, and nobody really to talk to or share my grief with, all the more stirring up unhealed wounds, and not knowing even what to say about it all anyways. I was just lost and closed off from life and even felt my will to live slipping away, such a wretch I was at that time.
Perhaps not surprisingly that is when I had a very profound experience of God's absolute understanding of how I had come to that place in my life, His unconditional love for me, and His complete acceptance and forgiveness for all I had done through the sacrifice of Jesus on the cross. I was thirty three years old and thought about Jesus a lot at that time, but could not accept the God of the Bible or anything that smacked of religion, least of all Christianity. Still, that experience was treasured and cherished and may even have added greatly to my resolve to seek out the answers to life's meaning and purpose, which I did for many years afterwards.
I ramble. Please forgive me. I had a response to you under construction when I left work earlier, which I lost when I had to close my browser, so my apologies also for my tardy reply. God bless you also and much love to you in the Name above all names.
My miscarriages were not like that at all, just a prolonged train wreck in slow motion as I fell further down in life with the end of my marriage, and nobody really to talk to or share my grief with, all the more stirring up unhealed wounds, and not knowing even what to say about it all anyways. I was just lost and closed off from life and even felt my will to live slipping away, such a wretch I was at that time.
Perhaps not surprisingly that is when I had a very profound experience of God's absolute understanding of how I had come to that place in my life, His unconditional love for me, and His complete acceptance and forgiveness for all I had done through the sacrifice of Jesus on the cross. I was thirty three years old and thought about Jesus a lot at that time, but could not accept the God of the Bible or anything that smacked of religion, least of all Christianity. Still, that experience was treasured and cherished and may even have added greatly to my resolve to seek out the answers to life's meaning and purpose, which I did for many years afterwards.
I ramble. Please forgive me. I had a response to you under construction when I left work earlier, which I lost when I had to close my browser, so my apologies also for my tardy reply. God bless you also and much love to you in the Name above all names.
Nothing to forgive Magenta, and I think you are also more comfortable opening up on the forums, whereas I am not so much. I am very sorry to hear of your loss and yet at the same time Im really glad to hear the same drew you closer to God and that you able to find the good through them also.
God richly bless you in Christ Jesus the Lord
Peace to you in Him.
