I got a putty cat for Christmas and she is pretty hilarious. She
is really easily spooked and has very much attached to me and is tolerant of my
husband. He likes the cat too and I am sad that she doesn't like him but
we are talking about a cat.
Meli was a stray and then we adopted her from my mom’s friend.
This friend had a lot of other animals in the house and Meli was the outcast. I
think her past really affected her. I wouldn't be surprised if a male human abused
her. It makes me sad.
Last night Meli was brave and ventured into our room and jumped
onto our bed to chill with me for a bit. Jonathan came in after me and Meli
stayed on the bed. I could tell she was scared but she still stayed there. Meli
was scared but she trusted me so she stayed. I knew that Meli was safe and that
Jonathan was just going to get into bed and pet her, but Meli didn't know.
This may sound silly but I learned a lesson from my cat last
night. I realized that I need to trust God and stay where he has placed me. God
is in control of my situation and I need to trust him. I have been hurt but he
still loves me and will provide all the comfort and safety that I need to
continue to stay in the place that he has asked me to live.
I have always struggled, and continue to struggle with
trusting Jesus and finding refuge in him. But that is why I am taking time off,
to re-ground myself in him so that I can live my life through his strength and
with his peace.