I looked down to my cup of coffee and saw that all too familiar thing. A cat hair. An all too familiar reminder I’m living with a long-haired fuzzy fur ball in a very small living space. No matter how much I clean, and roll the lint rollers, there’s cat hair on everything. Grace.
She’s also my alarm clock every morning. If I’m not up by 5:30, she jumps on top of me and begins her massage somewhere on my body, most of the time in an area I’d prefer not to have a cat massage. If I try to roll over onto my tummy to have her massage my back, she just jumps off the bed. If I some how manage to stay in bed after the 5:30-Tic-Toc-Kitty-Alarm-Clock, she’ll come and insist my hands were made only for petting her, as she pushes her nose under my hand, trying to get me to pet her. In her mind, what else are hands for, but to pet her.
She’s not all bad, she has her purr-ffect moments, when she crawls up in my lap when I’m watching a TV show, and lays there in contentment and purrs. There’s something so soothing about a cats purr. It just echos contentment. I think maybe I should curl up in my Saviors lap more often and just lay there in contentment and purr knowing that He’s got this all together, and has a great plan for my life, all I have to do if follow where His hand guides me.
So as I fish the cat hair out of my coffee, I just have to say thank you Lord for a little fur-ball friend who sometimes reminds me to just be content.
“I don’t say this out of need, for I have learned to be content in whatever circumstances I find myself.” Philippians 4:11 and Hebrews 13: 5 “Let your conduct be without covetousness; be content with such things as you have. For He Himself has said, “I will never leave you nor forsake you.”
Being content, it’s becoming a lost art in our society. Give it a try today.