Since this little kitten, inappropriately named Dew Drop, has come into our life, she has turned our house upside down.
She chases the dogs, WHAT! She attacks our feet when we least expect it! She wakes us at all hours of the night playing with our feet which we happen to reposition, or finds something that interest her and decides attack is necessary! And yet we tolerate her. We even LOVE her! Yes, love something so honary that she deserves a spanking at every turn.
She has decided that when we eat, she is to eat, too. She gets in an empty chair, puts her front paws on the table and waits very impatiently for something to eat. We’ve took the paper to her; removed her from the chair; spritzed her with water; nothing fazes her, absolutely nothing! She will fight back at whatever we use to deter her.
She’s amazing! She found us, we didn’t go looking for her.
She reminds me of Jesus, not that I’m calling Jesus a cat! We, as humans, go kicking and screaming in our own direction and all the while Jesus tries to deter us. Stop us from making mistakes and yet we go head-long into trouble. He comes looking for us, when we should be looking for Him!
One day the dogs will turn on Dew Drop. One day she will really get a spanking she’ll never forget and she’ll never come close to the table (with us in the room). One day we’ll accidentally step on her and hurt her, and she’ll never attack our feet/legs again. One day she will learn her place in the house – preferably on the couch or a bed, purring and allowing us to love on her (hahahaha!).
When will we, as God’s family, learn our place is beside Jesus? When will we learn to see the signs and avoid the pitfalls ahead of us? When will we do as God says, 2 Chronicles 7:14?
While we wait patiently for Dew Drop to learn her lessons and grow up, as we know she will, how long will we make Jesus wait on us?
Just a thought to ponder….