Every night it’s the same routine.
The cat comes in about 9:00 pm and sits by my chair and waits.
I know she’s there, but I pay little attention.
Occasionally, she will make an attempt to get me to interact with her, but mostly she sits and waits.
She knows that soon I’ll get out of the chair and crawl into bed…and that’s what she’s waiting for.
The second I get under the cover she’s on the bed and you can hear her purring from next door.
She purrs and knits and weaves, pumping her paws like furry pistons in ecstasy.
Finally, exhausted from her efforts, she lays down and sleeps the rest of the night.
She does this every night, and every night I pretty much ignore the entire ritual.
Still, we repeat it every night.
I began to ponder this…why does she repeat this every night and what does she get out of it?
What is the source of her joy?
Why does she keep coming back when there is so little response?
I think I know the answer…
The joy is from just simply knowing I’m there, that I’ve provided for her in the past, and she believes that my presence assures her future.
That is enough to bring her joy every day…and to bring her back to express it every night.
My cat has a more mature faith than I do.
Make your own application…