The Cat Doesn't Listen
Our cat, like all cats, doesn't come when you call. I haven't had a cat since childhood when we had two cats affectionately named Big and Little. Big was the larger, Little was smaller. Big was white and black, Little was gray and black. They both came home after a long night with cuts on their front paws. If my memory serves me they both came when I called. We would shreik, "Here, Kitty, Kitty, Kitty...Here Kitty, Kitty, Kitty..."
Several folks have told me cats don't come when you call. They may come when they see you going towards their bowl or rattling the food bag or they may chase yarn, but they won't come when you call. Artemis, the cat formerly known as Tilley, rescued from the clutches of the needle has fullfilled the prophecy. She doesn't come. No matter what I do or say she doesn't come. I can call and call and she won't even acknowledge my presence. Just a minute ago Artemis came breezing through and paused near me. I said her name, stuck my hand out, made cat noises, said, "Here, Kitty, Kitty..." No response. She looked to her left and did an about face and left the room.
We have been studying Elijah and Elisha. Over and over God is calling his people back to him. Some get it, they hear, they acknowledge His grace. Others, get mauled by bears, refuse to listen, make excuses. He sends armies, prophets, does miracles. Nothing. No ears. Spiritual deafness. I have thought alot about this because I deal with an array of students. Students who will listen and dialogue about the gospel, they will even taste and see that the Lord is good, they will peak through the door to see what's going on, but, they won't repent. Their hearts (at least for a time) are hard. They choose the wide path. They won't come in, they won't eat and digest.
The other night of her own accord Artemis jumped up in my lap. I didn't call her or even know she was in the room She just appeared and jumped onto my chair and snuggled up next to me. This is my hope. One day, God will do such a work, that students who can't hear now, will not only hear, but dance and sing and find themselves in the bosom of the Father.
Several folks have told me cats don't come when you call. They may come when they see you going towards their bowl or rattling the food bag or they may chase yarn, but they won't come when you call. Artemis, the cat formerly known as Tilley, rescued from the clutches of the needle has fullfilled the prophecy. She doesn't come. No matter what I do or say she doesn't come. I can call and call and she won't even acknowledge my presence. Just a minute ago Artemis came breezing through and paused near me. I said her name, stuck my hand out, made cat noises, said, "Here, Kitty, Kitty..." No response. She looked to her left and did an about face and left the room.
We have been studying Elijah and Elisha. Over and over God is calling his people back to him. Some get it, they hear, they acknowledge His grace. Others, get mauled by bears, refuse to listen, make excuses. He sends armies, prophets, does miracles. Nothing. No ears. Spiritual deafness. I have thought alot about this because I deal with an array of students. Students who will listen and dialogue about the gospel, they will even taste and see that the Lord is good, they will peak through the door to see what's going on, but, they won't repent. Their hearts (at least for a time) are hard. They choose the wide path. They won't come in, they won't eat and digest.
The other night of her own accord Artemis jumped up in my lap. I didn't call her or even know she was in the room She just appeared and jumped onto my chair and snuggled up next to me. This is my hope. One day, God will do such a work, that students who can't hear now, will not only hear, but dance and sing and find themselves in the bosom of the Father.