TGIF
Last night I heard one of the cats scratching at the door.
I opened the door and in walked a beautiful cat with a soft white coat and a pretty gray face.
She ate…a lot.
When she had finished eating, she jumped up on my bed and began grooming herself in preparation for a nap.
This was not unusual for here, except that I’d never seen this cat before.
Miss Kitty, who has indicated that she is weary of hospitality, seemed unbothered by the emptying of her dish by a stranger.
It was as if she expected company…
Outside the back door, a very pregnant calico cat was filling up as well.
I briefly worried that Smokey might be named in a feline paternity suit…
Somehow, all these cats know where they can safely find shelter and a meal .
I have come to believe that they network like job seekers on social media.
This thought delights me and I find real joy in watching a hungry cat grab a meal.
Occasionally, however, I have troubling thoughts about this matter.
What if…a human…one of those creatures made in the image of God…knocked on the door and invited themselves in for dinner?
What if…a human…one of those creatures made in the image of God…knocked on the door and asked to sit in front of the heater for a spell?
Would I let them in?
Would it delight me to serve them…would I find joy in feeding them?
Do I want people I don’t know to believe that my home is a safe place for them?
My church?
I know the answer to those questions and I know all the reasons I can justify it.
I also know that Jesus never talked about taking in cats…He spoke at length about hospitality toward people.
Maybe there just weren’t any cats in Israel…
Maybe…
Make your own application…
I love I love I Love your “make your own application”. Your book series should be best sellers. What a way to view God and his “house”. Micheal, I read in between the lines. Life is hard. Life can be a disappointment. Life can let you down, or I should say People. You are burdened because that is how God made you. But you are a light from a candle. One by one. You brighten the day, you brighten my day. The darkness is pushed a little further away. Don’t fret if you ever feel you are not making a difference or if Google Analytics tell you numbers that disappoint. Keep posting. You are loved.
prodinov,
Thank you…you think more of me the you aught,but I’ll receive it today. 🙂
What Prodinov said!!!!
Thanks, CK!
As a child i slept on my back… So…?
Grandpa always got up before the rest of us. He opened the service porch door and i n darted a strange shorthair all white cat. He said that it ran in through the kitchen, down the hall and up the stairs like it knew where it was going. I woke up to something on my chest, opened my eyes and staring me in the face, nose to nose, was a green eyed white cat. Scared the bejabbers out of me…
Let’s see somebody make an application out of that cat story. ?