Miss Kitty’s Thanksgiving Message
I am one of those people who will lay in bed and imagine confrontational conversations with those I have grievances against.
I skillfully make an airtight case against my adversary, then fillet them with my wit and words.
Needless to say, I never lose those imaginary arguments…at least I hadn’t until I decided to take on God the other night.
“The statistical probability of actually seeing a prayer answered is less than that of winning the lottery”, I ranted.”Getting hit by lightning is more likely, particularly for talking like this to God”.
I was deep into a skillful debunking of “the promises of God” when God interrupted me.
“Pray like Miss Kitty”.
This annoyed me and I reminded Him that Miss Kitty is a cat and cats do not engage in religious ritual.
That’s when Miss Kitty did what she does every night around the same time…she walked up the the length of my body until her face was against mine and started purring and kneading.
That’s my cue to get out of bed and get her a snack.
“See?” said the Lord of hosts…
“That’s not praying”, I objected, “she’s just trying to be nice so I’ll get up and feed her”.
“You’re wrong” said Yahweh, “She knows you will get up already. She’s expressing her love for you and her thanks for what she already knows will happen. She does not doubt your kindness toward her, nor does she ever think you will leave her hungry”.
I reminded Him that there have been a few times when I didn’t get up.
“That’s true. In those times she laid down beside you and and rested until you did get up…because she trusts you.”
I have been shamed by the faith of my cat…
On this Thanksgiving morning let us pray like Miss Kitty.
Let us thank the Lord that He has been faithful and worship Him for what He has done for us in Christ and what He will do soon in response to our prayers.
Let us rest in Him while we wait…
Happy Thanksgiving and may the Lord bless each one of you where you need it the most.
Make your own application…
Lovely. Amen….. Praise, worship, Love and trust….. Amen!
Recently my friends went on holiday and I looked after their house and their cat (and their church, but that’s another story). I have lived with cats before but never been the primary caregiver. This cat liked attention. I wouldn’t let him in the bedroom at night, so every morning I he would miaow and knock on my door. It would take a while and he wold persist, such that I was reminded of the parable of the persistent widow. I thought of you many times during my month living with a cat.
Thank you, Paigemom.
Eric, I take it you weren’t converted to a cat person… 🙂
My Thanksgiving Message (with apologies to Miss Kitty)…
I’m thankful for Michael Newnham’s faithfulness, honesty and integrity on this blog. He’s willing to “bleed” on behalf of others. That’s a rare quality. Moreover, he’s willing to tell the truth even though it costs him to do so. There are not many like him and I am blessed to call him my friend.
God bless you, Duane…and thank you for modeling what it means to be both a true Anglican and a friend…
I thought I was a cat person when I agreed to look after him! I lived with three cats before and I liked them. But it was my landlady who actually looked after them (and whose bed they slept in in winter)