22nd November 2009
My cat Rubey has no idea how much I do for her. I spend my money on kitty litter and cat food. She doesn't thank me. And I know I must only buy tuna cat food. If I were to get anything else she would turn her nose up and refuse to eat it. I feed her, I clean her water dish, I empty her tray. I let her out at first light in the morning when I would rather stay in bed. In winter I brush her to keep her free from tangles. Year round, I work hard to get her fur out of the carpet, off the furniture and my clothes.
But I don't resent the things I do for my cat. You see, I chose her. I went to the Animal Welfare League on 12th March 2002 and looked at lots and lots of cats. I decided to choose one to keep as my cat, and I chose a fluffy black and white cat whom I named Rubey. I willingly took upon myself the responsibility of taking care of her, and I did it because I knew having her would bring me happiness.
God says, "Robyn (or you can put your name here) has no idea how much I do for her. I keep her alive day by day, I protect her, I guide her. I provide for her and I forgive her when she sins against me. I spend time with her. I listen to her prayers and respond. I take her burdens upon myself. She simply doesn't understand all I do for her, nor does she fully comprehend the sacrifice I made for her."
And yet, God says, "I don't resent the things I do for Robyn (or for you!). You see I chose her. I formed her and made her and I chose her to be my own child. I willingly took upon myself the responsibility of taking care of her because I love her and I knew that she would bring me much happiness."
God's love for us goes way beyond our comprehension!