I'm not much of an animal person. They stink. Their excrement stinks more. Really, God created them to be enjoyed from afar outdoors, right? I have a soft spot for cats though. Maybe it is because I have a beautiful calico from the time I was about 1 to 19. Maybe it is just the softness of their fur. Or maybe there is no good reason. I must be going soft because my house smells funny because of them and I *still* want them here. There is just something about babies- even animal babies.
I'm sure you're saying to yourself "I want to see!". Hopefully one day i'll get some pictures but ya'll, I'm trying so hard not to be one of "those" people. Seriously. Think about it. The crazy single cat lady. Not such an attractive title. Besides, they don't tend to stay still enough to get a good picture.
It is funny how God uses something like an animal to bless. It is a ball of fur that doesn't speak and does nothing but indirectly take my money. Yet, I love those little fur balls. My heart is gladdened by their presence. I don't understand, God. How does this work? Why do You bless me so? How is it that my heart wants to worship You because I have kittens?!
As you read this last paragraph and think to yourself "She's off her rocker", gloss over my teetering on the edge of insanity and bless the LORD. Bless Him for creatures. For His good gifts. This is me standing in the midst of the congregation saying
"Bless the LORD"