Everything I Learned About God, I Learned From My Cats

My cats are amazing creatures. If you doubt, ask them yourself. They'll tell you how utterly amzaing they are. I read a saying once that a few thousand years ago, cats were were worshipped as gods and they've never forgotten. I think my cats still think they're gods.

But, they are teachers to me. They are my children of a different species. Sometimes I think having cats as kids is superior than having actual kids. My "kids" don't throw tantrums in the store. They're not even allowed in stores. They never say that they hate me or disown me. When I'm in a bad mood, they snuggle close to make me feel better.

Just recently, I ran out of money and couldn't afford to get them the dry food they are so used to. I only had enough to buy them canned food. It's good for them and I know they love it, but they were frustrated with having to eat just twice a day when they were used to eating whenever they wanted.

I tried to explain to them that I know they don't understand, but I know what's going on and it'll all be okay. They meowed as though they could really understand and then they proceded to let me know just how hungry they were by snacking on the garbage sack.

Last night, as I snuggled with my littlest girl, I was praying. As she scrambled away from the warmth and safety of my arms, I was struck with something.

I am the cat and God is my owner.

Often times, I complain to Him that I'm "hungry". After all, I've gotten used to "eating" whenever I wanted and suddenly that's gone. I complain and complain and He's so loving and gentle. He tells me that He knows I don't understand like He wishes I could but that He knows what's going on and to trust Him since everything will be okay.

There are so many lessons from God given to me via my cats. Maybe one day, I'll blog about each one for they are indeed lessons on the relationship that God and I share.