I've Been Thinking About This…

Biff is not a particularly large cat, but he has a rather large presence. When he walks into the kitchen you can hear a ‘thud’ as each paw goes down on the tiles. Whenever I settle down to watch a DVD he will leave whatever corner of the house he’s sleeping in and climb onto my chest, head-butt me in the nose and then walk back and forth and generally get between my eyes and the television. When I settle down on the couch to read a book he’ll do the same – he’s an expert at getting between me and what I’m trying to look at. The only exception is when I’m eating – he never gets between me and my food – and not because he’s ever tried it and I’ve gotten annoyed, either. He’s just a sensitive fella.

This week I’ve been eating my breakfast indoors (I’ve eaten out on the deck since May). So a few days ago I had finished eating and was just finishing up reading my Bible when I heard the ‘thud’ of his paws as he crossed the kitchen floor. He jumped up on the table in front of me, walked carefully around my Bible and settled down in front of me, curled up inside my arms with his head tucked under my hand and started purring. So I read another Psalm while his motor roared away companionably.

The next day, I was just about to close the Bible when he comes stalking across the room again. Same deal – he curls up on the table, kneads my arms for a while, tucks his head under my hand and starts purring like mad. So, enjoying the company, I went on to read another Psalm.

The next day (this morning), same thing. Each time I prepare and eat breakfast, get to the end of my reading, and just as I’m about to finish, he shows up. Impeccable timing!

I reckon God’s trying to tell me I’m not reading enough.

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