A couple days ago I took my cat to the vet. The diagnosis was not what I wanted to hear, but he said Ringo had maybe 2 months to live. And that when it was his time he would go away and hide. Seemed logical...only because I know most pets do that.

But today when I woke up and Ringo was nowhere to be seen worry set in. We nearly tore the house apart looking in every nook and krany. We thought he was hiding because he wanted to be unfound as he was dying. Eventually my mom found him in the backyard luckily...and with a prize mole.

It made me wonder. Why on earth would he hide when he's sick? It makes logical sense from his standpoint I guess, he doesn't want people to see him in pain, deal with his body...and so on. But for me, I'd rather he stay here...to keep an eye on him, make him as comfortable as possible, and so forth.

Then it hit me.

When we're hurt and in pain, we run and hide. Maybe it's because we don't want others to be bothered with our troubles, maybe it's because you don't want to seem weak. Whatever it is, our instinct is to hide it and sweep it under the rug.

But God sits there and wishes we would share with Him. He wants to keep an eye on us, He wants to make the pain as easy to get through as possible. And so do friends and family. They all care.

It is so much more difficult and humbling to admit you're hurt and in pain, but people actually do care. So why do we keep hiding it from them? Is it simply because we are too proud? Or do we just not trust our friends to care enough to want to be bothered with our troubles?

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