Apr 5, 2012

Feline Felicity

We don't own cats. They own us. I am sure you have heard this expression before. But as a former cat slave, let me tell you. It's true. If you have ever lived with a cat, you know exactly what I'm talking about. If you haven't, let me try to explain.

Cats live in their own little world. The only time you will ever really see a cat is if he wants something from you. If you want something from him, good luck. Get a dog instead. I have trained my dog, Emily, to come to me when I whistle. This has never worked with any cat I have lived with. If you whistle at a cat she will stare at you. If the cat is somewhere out in the neighborhood, she'll think to herself, "Hmm... my slave is whistling. I suppose that means something, but frankly ...I don't care".

Maybe it's a control thing, but if I am going to have a pet, I want one that's going to at least pretend that I'm in charge – or at least pretend that I exist. When I come home from a long day at work, Emily is always there so excited to see me. A cat will only show up at dinnertime with that look, "When did you arrive? Well, it's a good thing you did because I'm hungry". But Misty changed all that.

Misty just showed up at our back door one day when she was a very young kitten. The kids thought she was so cute they started feeding her. They pleaded, "Can we keep her"? Now, I wasn't about to change my lifestyle for some stupid cat but then again, cats attach themselves to slaves in very devious ways. Trust me; there is not a power in heaven or earth that is able to say no to four children when a cuddly kitten is on the line. The strange thing is that over time I came to love this cat. Misty's greatest contribution was that she took care of the mice problem in the basement.

I was reminded of cat behavior through a story out of Croatia. During the middle of a soccer playoff game a cat sauntered onto the field. The goalie, not wanting the cat to interfere with the game or to get hurt, moved the cat off the pitch. Now for the cat, this was no big deal. He probably wandered off looking for mice. The goalie, however, received a yellow card from the referee for leaving the field. Cats-1, Humans-0.

Sometimes we act like cats with God. We saunter around completely indifferent to His rule in our lives. We are completely oblivious to the dangers we face or the destruction we leave behind. But today we celebrate that Jesus rescued us. Even though it cost Him a yellow card, He still won the game.

Blessings,

Pastor David Hook