My name is Lisa Thomas and I am the newest blogger on the block. I’m so excited to be a part of this blogging team, and when Beth asked me to write for the week after Easter, I knew exactly what I wanted to share. It’s a story of resurrection… of a sort. Enjoy!
So, when your visiting daughter runs to her veterinarian dad and says, “Dad, Come Quick! It’s a chipmunk emergency... Its caught under the netting!," he will come even when that very same chipmunk is eating all the sunflower seeds he’s been planting. And he will hold the frantic and frightened little creature wearing leather gloves so that the struggling chipmunk only bites a mouthful of leather and not a mouthful of flesh. Your daughter will begin to carefully cut the netting that is binding its fragile feet.
However, as your daughter continues to painstakingly cut the toothpick-like leg free, the stress is simply too much for the little thing, and it goes limp; its blank eyes staring. You’ve seen that look before on Grey’s Anatomy so you know it’s moving towards the Light. But your husband will not give up! He starts teeny tiny little chipmunk compressions thinking, “This chipmunk will not die on my watch! Breathe, you little sunflower stealer, breathe!!!” And against all odds, the little chipmunk turns away from the Light and starts breathing. It blinks and quick as a flash, darts away. Your husband is triumphant! This is his small rodent Lazarus moment!
The next day your husband rises aglow and at peace. He has saved one of God’s creatures! He smiles and walks outside but within a few minutes, returns, agitated. “What is it?” I ask. He replies, “Darn it! The little stinker ate the sunflower seeds I just planted!” Which goes to show that having a near-death experience doesn’t necessarily make one less irritating.