We have a cute and gentle cat - Cinamon by name - who was being robbed of the joy of sitting on our knees! About 18 months ago she took offense at a second cat we took on as a favour to an elderly neighbour who had to go into care. Fluff cat, was old and insistent that she alone belonged on our knees. So Cinamon backed off with much bad humour. Fluff cat went to the happy hunting ground over a year ago - and still Cinamon held her grudge.
But one day a few weeks ago, I thought "Why is this animal still refusing to sit on our knee? The old one has died!" So I took her in my arms and spoke firmly and kindly close to her heart.... "Sweetie pie, I know you were offended by Fluff girl, but she is not here any more. She is gone! You can now sit on our knees anytime you want. In Jesus name I release you from this offense and say 'Get on our knees!' This is where you belong!"
I honestly did not think it through... it was just spontaneous... and I did not think about it any further.
But the next evening she walked along the back of the couch and then down my shoulder and onto my knee - where she slept for some time. She continues to get on my knee or David's knee. The problem has gone! I continue to be amazed... but should I? Are we not to speak life and order into all creation?
Mmm... what does this little 'parable' say about other 'injustices' and lacks we put up with?
Keep looking for his YES!
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