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	<title>Comments on: When Raccoons Die</title>
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		<title>By: Chris</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 01 Jul 2009 02:29:46 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Michelle, it was really sad when little Raffi died.  I still think about her.  I&#039;m glad my story helped you a little bit.  Peace to you today.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Michelle, it was really sad when little Raffi died.  I still think about her.  I&#8217;m glad my story helped you a little bit.  Peace to you today.</p>
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		<title>By: Michelle</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 27 Jun 2009 20:05:10 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[My husband and I just had a little raccoon die in our backyard yesterday.  It was so sad to watch - It was feeble yesterday morning but was being helped along by a sibling with utmost care - no mother to be seen.  They found a spot in the sun under a tree and it seemed they were sleeping together but the feeble one died there, the sibling laying on top of him to try to keep him warm.  The sibling stayed and laid with him, refusing to part with him even though he was dead.  My husband eventually took the body away and the living sibling was gone this morning.

I &#039;ve been so saddened by the death of this precious little one, and the new loneliness of the sibling wherever he is.  I&#039;ve been asking the Lord to watch over him wherever he is, and wrestling a bit with the question of eternity with animals - having been raised to understand that animals do not have eternal souls.

I&#039;m comforted a bit by texts in Isaiah 11 about animals living in heaven with our Lord, as well as images of horses in the new earth in Revelations... inklings of some sort of possibility that animals and eternity may coexist in some way.

Thanks for sharing your story.  The Lord has comforted me with the thought that at least this little one had someone lovingly caring for him when he died.  And all in all, though there is uncertainty about animals going to heaven, it does comfort me to know as you said, that &quot;if God knows when the mountain goats give birth (Job 39.1), then God must know when the raccoons die.&quot;  God loved that little raccoon more than I did, and I because of that I can trust Him even though I don&#039;t always understand.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My husband and I just had a little raccoon die in our backyard yesterday.  It was so sad to watch &#8211; It was feeble yesterday morning but was being helped along by a sibling with utmost care &#8211; no mother to be seen.  They found a spot in the sun under a tree and it seemed they were sleeping together but the feeble one died there, the sibling laying on top of him to try to keep him warm.  The sibling stayed and laid with him, refusing to part with him even though he was dead.  My husband eventually took the body away and the living sibling was gone this morning.</p>
<p>I &#8216;ve been so saddened by the death of this precious little one, and the new loneliness of the sibling wherever he is.  I&#8217;ve been asking the Lord to watch over him wherever he is, and wrestling a bit with the question of eternity with animals &#8211; having been raised to understand that animals do not have eternal souls.</p>
<p>I&#8217;m comforted a bit by texts in Isaiah 11 about animals living in heaven with our Lord, as well as images of horses in the new earth in Revelations&#8230; inklings of some sort of possibility that animals and eternity may coexist in some way.</p>
<p>Thanks for sharing your story.  The Lord has comforted me with the thought that at least this little one had someone lovingly caring for him when he died.  And all in all, though there is uncertainty about animals going to heaven, it does comfort me to know as you said, that &#8220;if God knows when the mountain goats give birth (Job 39.1), then God must know when the raccoons die.&#8221;  God loved that little raccoon more than I did, and I because of that I can trust Him even though I don&#8217;t always understand.</p>
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		<title>By: Ken</title>
		<link>http://asthedeer.com/2009/04/06/when-raccoons-die/#comment-373</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 07 Apr 2009 16:53:06 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Yes, God must know when the raccoons die.

Lately in the mountains my wife and I were reading a story about a deer like Raffi.  I don&#039;t remember the title.  A woman wrote the story, a true story, a long time ago.  It was a beautiful story, like yours here.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Yes, God must know when the raccoons die.</p>
<p>Lately in the mountains my wife and I were reading a story about a deer like Raffi.  I don&#8217;t remember the title.  A woman wrote the story, a true story, a long time ago.  It was a beautiful story, like yours here.</p>
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