Being Comforted – A reflection by Randy Mynard, Sr. Warden

Being Comforted – A reflection by Randy Mynard, Sr. Warden

May 6, 2026

We all know how pets crave attention and touch. Our cat, Tigger, demands my lap, tunnels under the covers to enjoy my warmth, nestles in the crook of my arm, purrs in my ear, and will brush his tail on me as he passes. He follows me relentlessly. Our dog comes up and whines if I hug or kiss my wife, looking pleadingly for equal time. What’s with these creatures? It’s not about food or dismay; it’s about wanting touch and attention, like children do. To be reassured that we love them.

I suppose I do that, too, as I offer my wife a caress or a pat as I pass. It’s merely to show love, to give a comforting touch. Our animals do that to each other. The cat even grooms the dog’s face, their eyes closed in pleasure. The dog obviously needs comforting when she hops into bed with us if fireworks pop at night. Welcomed touch is pleasurable for all mammals (not always from humans) and even among birds, who preen each other. I twice recall horses coming across large fields to get petted. Aww!

It seems that tactile interaction with another is an important aspect of animals’ lives, and not just for procreation. God placed the need to give and receive comfort into many of his creatures. Certainly in humans. Often one’s mere presence does that. I was the first thing my wife saw when she recently awoke from anesthesia.  My presence made her cry with gratitude. Then, of course, came lip therapy to help. At church, the “passing of the peace” is a great way to formally comfort others with a handshake or an offered hug, and to briefly ask of their situation. I think it is well worth it, especially if they live alone as I did for six lonely years. I felt comforted by all of you. Thank you. Now married, I get and give touches all the time.