Curiosity Killed the Cat

OK, it’s Tuesday. Can I stop now? This Tuesday? Next Tuesday? Which Tuesday?

Until Nancy comes home I promised to produce something for her blog. When I started my own blog I had enough sense to only promise weekly offerings. But your Nancy, dear readers, told you she would pray every day.

While I was sitting here trying to think of something to write about, the cat climbed into the file cabinet and couldn’t get out. Let me say this about Murphy, our cat: he is very curious. He loves heights and climbs trees with ease. He especially loves to climb up to the highest book shelf in our office and peer down on us. We, in turn, love to watch him outside our kitchen window while he sits by the creek bank watching “things” in the creek. He can spend hours like this. He is the first cat I’ve ever seen who likes water and will jump up onto the bathroom sink to play with the water as it comes out the faucet. So we know that he is the cat they spoke of when they invented the phrase, “curiosity killed the cat.”

He’s also fairly clumsy for a cat. He has fallen from the bookshelf more times than we can count, bringing books and papers down with him. He disappeared for a week a while back and when he finally showed up his tail was more than just “dragging”, it was broken and partially paralyzed and, ultimately, had to be amputated. He’s a cat who gets himself into a lot of jams that he can’t get himself out of.

So we weren’t surprised when he climbed into the file cabinet when he saw the opened drawer. Then he jumped down behind the drawer to the floor inside the cabinet behind and under the drawer. I’m not sure that explains it so I’ll just say that once he got in there he couldn’t get himself out. We had to take all the files out and take the cabinet apart to get him out.
And, once out, I knew there was no assurance that it wouldn’t happen again. But he’s our cat and we love him. We love to watch him enjoy his freedom. Is this how God feels about us?

My prayer for the congregation?

God, we know you pull us out of a lot of jams we get ourselves into. And then we run right out and do the same stupid thing again. Thank you for your immense love and patience. There’s no way we can repay you. All we can do is try to learn from our mistakes but we can’t guarantee that we will. Ask Jesus. Maybe He can explain. It’s just very hard to be a human. Thank you for loving us even when it's a lot of trouble. amen.