What happened was that a compassionate, loving, kind soul saw a small lil forest person in trouble...and gave it a comforting, quiet, safe place to Go Back Home.
From my own experiences like this, the squirrel kits can have problems of all sorts, and the best we can do is be kind to them. When one approaches with trust and needing help, it is rare and beautiful. I know the confusion and not knowing can hurt. You did your best. And it may have been the exact one thing that was needed, even though that isn't what we prefer the outcome to be.
Thank you. I did try for sure. I asked God afterwards…did I do something wrong? What could I have done better? I felt like there was a lesson I missed or something small perhaps I wasn’t paying attention to. Once I found him I spent the rest of the day into the night building his pen while he slept. It seems perfect. The message I got later the next day after finding him passed away was…these things are in God’s control. His will. I tried and that was enough. And knowing this, would I try again of another walked up again? Absolutely I said. Then that’s all that’s needed. For me to accept God’s plan, trust in Him and keep trying. I thanked Him for his amazing creations and for the opportunity to try and help. I buried him out by the trees where I found the little guy. Back to your creator little fella. ❤️
Every creature I ever cared for or lived with or loved, no matter how long or short they lived, I always, ALWAYS thought this after.
You are right: these things are in God's control, we try to align with that. And heal our hearts so when the next opportunity comes...we can meet it.
A candle is lighted here in the rainforest for you and your little fren...and another for Mark Longo. It is very clear he was deliberately attacked through harming a vulnerable, beloved, innocent friend. Utter evil.
What happened was that a compassionate, loving, kind soul saw a small lil forest person in trouble...and gave it a comforting, quiet, safe place to Go Back Home.
From my own experiences like this, the squirrel kits can have problems of all sorts, and the best we can do is be kind to them. When one approaches with trust and needing help, it is rare and beautiful. I know the confusion and not knowing can hurt. You did your best. And it may have been the exact one thing that was needed, even though that isn't what we prefer the outcome to be.
Bless you, fren.
Thank you. I did try for sure. I asked God afterwards…did I do something wrong? What could I have done better? I felt like there was a lesson I missed or something small perhaps I wasn’t paying attention to. Once I found him I spent the rest of the day into the night building his pen while he slept. It seems perfect. The message I got later the next day after finding him passed away was…these things are in God’s control. His will. I tried and that was enough. And knowing this, would I try again of another walked up again? Absolutely I said. Then that’s all that’s needed. For me to accept God’s plan, trust in Him and keep trying. I thanked Him for his amazing creations and for the opportunity to try and help. I buried him out by the trees where I found the little guy. Back to your creator little fella. ❤️
I connect deeply with what you have written here.
Every creature I ever cared for or lived with or loved, no matter how long or short they lived, I always, ALWAYS thought this after.
You are right: these things are in God's control, we try to align with that. And heal our hearts so when the next opportunity comes...we can meet it.
A candle is lighted here in the rainforest for you and your little fren...and another for Mark Longo. It is very clear he was deliberately attacked through harming a vulnerable, beloved, innocent friend. Utter evil.
❤️🙏