ST. PETER EVANGELICAL
CHURCH ON THE HILL"
North LaFontaine Street
Daniel is our orange cat. He gets his name from the little
orange tiger on “Mr. Roger’s Neighborhood.” Daniel was a
stray farm cat who, over the years, weaseled his way into being
a house cat. We aren’t too sure what happened before he wandered
into our lives, but he has certainly used up a good number of
his 9 lives since his arrival. One incident found him climbing
into the engine compartment and hitching a ride up the
interstate to the Michigan border. He escaped bodily injury.
Another time, he was poisoned by a new kind of lawn chemicals
which attacked his nervous system and left him temporarily
paralyzed. Despite the vet’s prognosis, he again recovered.
(Yes, he is one lucky kitty). But ever since that chemical
poisoning, he’s had nerve damage. His senses of sight, smell,
and hearing don’t work so well anymore. He hobbles along on 3
legs because of the nerve damage, causing his 4th leg to
look broken, but it’s not.
Daniel recently went missing. A few days went
by, and he didn’t wander back home: he was just gone. Online
“missing pet” notices were posted; animal shelters were
contacted; everything was in vain. We concluded that Daniel had
just ran out of luck. Then, after everyone had accepted that
Daniel was gone for good, Kristin received a call from the
vet... in Warren. He had Daniel. It seems that someone was
driving through the neighborhood and saw Daniel limping along.
So they stopped, picked him up, and took him to the vet in
Warren, where he received fluids and a battery of tests.
‘Great! He’s safe!’ But after the news sank
in, I became incredulous, even angry. Who while visiting a
neighborhood in a city they didn’t live in would pick up an
obviously tame cat, and take them to a vet in a different town
as a stray? Why am I now forced to take on the cost of
those extra tests because someone did something so illogical?
Why do I need to pay to get back something that is already my
And THAT is the essence of your redemption.
Satan drew you away from your heavenly Father (through the sin
of Adam and Eve and through your own rebellious wandering). You
were lost and separated from your heavenly home - unable to
return, held captive by sin and death - by nature an object of
And knowing exactly where you were and what
it would take to get you back, God redeemed you. He paid the
cost to bring you - His own creation - back to Himself: not with
gold or silver, but with the holy, precious blood and innocent
suffering and death of His beloved Son, Jesus Christ.
Knowing that, I can’t be angry at paying to
make Daniel our own once again. Knowing that God redeemed me –
that no cost was too great for Him to bring me back from sin and
death - how can I be angry over something that has helped me
remember God’s loving redemption of me? It was an expensive
lesson, but a lesson which was able to be paid in “gold and
silver.” We have Daniel back, safe and sound. But th rough the
blood of Jesus, God has brought me back to Himself, safe and
Thanks be to God - that even though I pay
such a redemption price grouchily and complaining - Jesus gave
the price willingly, freely, and joyfully (Hebrews 12:2),
without reservation and without hesitation.
O Israel, hope in the Lord! For with the Lord there is
steadfast love, and with him is plentiful redemption. And
he will red eem Israel from all his
iniquities. (Psalm 130) -
- - Pastor Lorenz