The First Yes of the Year
OK…so I had this revelation about the Year of Yes resolution I’ve made: If God wants me to say “yes” without reservation, hesitation or questioning, to whatever He asks me to do, then He must be getting ready to ask me to do some things I’m gonna wanna say “no” to.
And I know I’m ending that sentence with a preposition, but I’m in a hurry.
Stink! It seems that suddenly, the “Year of Yes” sounds much less glamorous than it did a few days ago. I don’t know what I was expecting God to ask of me. Maybe a long weekend ministering on some gorgeous costal island half-way around the world? I don’t know. I just know I wasn’t expecting THIS.
Let me preface by saying, everything you are about to read is true. Here we go:
So I’m lying in bed in our hotel room on December 29th when suddenly the thought comes to my head, “We should get a cat.”
And it wasn’t just a casual thought. It came complete with a childhood giddy-ness…that little tickle in your belly when you are a little kid and about to get your “most favoritest” thing ever!!! Like Christmas morning or a trip to Disney.
Or a pet.
I go to sleep that night and dream that we have a cat. It’s a good dream. It’s the kind of dream you wake up from and it feels real, in a good way.
Let me give you some background info about me and cats:
I like cats.
I’ve owned cats.
Gus and Snickers.
For 10 years.
Gus and Snickers decided they liked the dining room and the adjoining hallway of our Florida home WAAAAY better than they liked the litter box we so graciously bought them.
Two years and $3000.00 later (spent on replacing half the carpet with tile AND professionally pulling up the rest of the carpet, cleaning the floor and baseboards, replacing the foam padding and cleaning the carpet—not once, not twice, but THREE TIMES!), we took the kitties to a new home at the shelter.
I’m not proud of that. I wish I could tell you I lovingly and successfully trained the cats to use the litter box again. That I didn’t mind at all that my entire home smelled like cat urine. That I never once screamed or swore as I was wiping cat feces off my walls and baseboards.
Every. Single. Day.
But I’d be lying, and I promised to tell you the truth today.
Another piece of background info: I have a little girl who loves animals more than she does humans. If she had her choice, she’d be an animal. She asks for a pet
Every. Single. Day.
I’ve complied with several pets in the “caged” category since the Gus and Snickers saga. But no. She wants a pet she can cuddle with. (sorry again about that preposition thing).
Cuddle-shmuddle. I don’t want any more pee or poop in my home than I already have. Period. End of discussion.
So…here I am at the hotel, while out of the blue I’m getting excited about an unknown cat. And then DREAMING about it.
And the giddy feeling is not leaving me. So much so, that I’m starting to think it’s more than just a thought. That maybe it’s God.
One more piece of background info: I don’t ever hear stuff about animals when I pray. I’m not a crazy cat lady. And most importantly, I’m extremely careful not to call something “God” when I’m not sure it’s God.
On the way home from our trip, I tell my husband about the cat dream and the cat thoughts. My husband thinks I’m crazy. Whatever.
So I say to him, “I have a very strong feeling that there will be a cat when we get home. We will be presented with a cat in some form. And when we are, I feel like God wants us to take the cat. Mark my words…there will be a cat.”
I actually said that.
So we get home and start to bring luggage in. I go to my computer and start downloading e-mails. There is an e-mail from my neighbor saying they found a stray cat and they are looking for the owner.
I show my husband. We have a good laugh and I say, “I told you so!” (I never want to miss those opportunities to point out when I’m right, because I have a very smart hubby and he’s right a lot).
I decide I’m not going to go looking for a cat. If God wants me to have a cat (it sounds crazy even typing this), He will make it clear.
Four days later, my daughter is outside playing and comes running in telling me all about the stray cat. That the neighbors found it and how it’s so pretty and the owner’s not coming and they need to find it a home and mommy mommy can we PLEEEAAAAAASSSSSE have the cat and we can just be it’s “foster parents” until the real owner comes….oh PLEEEAAAAAASSSSE, mommy!
I look at my husband with big eyes and mouth the words, “I TOLD you there would be a cat!” and walked outside to check this kitty out.
All I’ll say is that as soon as kitty saw me, she ran to me, jumped into my arms and started purring.
And now kitty’s name is Oreo and she is sleeping next to me as I write this.
Now: why in the world, you might ask, would God talk to me so plainly about taking in a cat? Why, when there are so many other life and death situations in this world, would He spend His time finding a home for a stray animal?
I’m not sure.
But this I know. My daughter, Rebekah, has smiled more in two weeks than she has her entire life. This morning while I was packing lunches, she was going on and on about all the cute things Oreo is doing and how she loves sleeping with her…and then concluded by saying,
“Mommy, I was sitting on my bed this morning and I was holding Oreo. And I just kept saying, ‘Thank you, Jesus. Thank you, Jesus. Thank you, Jesus.”
And so, if my “yes” means a little girl learns that she serves a God who lavishes her with love and then gives her the deepest desires of her heart, then so be it.
It’s just that she’s prayed for a baby sister and now a cat…and I’m getting a little scared that the “year of yes” may include more poop than what I hoped.
Very nice story, great point. God cares about our littlest desires. we have two cats and I can relate. I wish we did not have our cats but they are so loving, just more work.
That is a sweet story! Kids and pets kinda go together, don’t you think? Best of luck with the litter box….
I loved this post! Good for you! Being ready to say “yes” to even a seemingly strange request from God! His ways are definitely not our ways! BTW my littlest one LOVES cats. She used to pray (when she was 3 and 4) that God would let her grow up to be a kitty! No joke! Sweet post! Sweet pics!
I think it is high time I figure out what the deepest desires of my heart are and ask Jesus for them. If only to reclaim that faith of a child!!!
Loved your post…
not so much love for cats! :o)
I echo your sentiments exactly. I laughed out loud at your comment.
oohhh Sandy, my prayer after reading your post today is PULEEEZZZEEE God, do not ask me to say YES to a Cat!! :0)
Oh girl, we’ll have to have us some cat talk next week. I’m sooooo not a cat person. I loved this story though.
What a fantastic story! Got me smiling this morning.
My girls want a puppy…they beg us for one all the time. We’re saying no. Too expensive. Whatever this thing is, this YES thing of yours, complete with dreams, don’t rub it off on me, okay?? 🙂 No puppies!!
Oh, how I remember the “poop juice”. I’m actually cracking up as I write this. I KNOW it has to be God for you to say “yes” to another cat.
However, I did tear up when you wrote about Rebekah thanking Jesus for her. That’s so sweet.
Well, I wish you all the best and I hope Oreo let’s you do your future thank you cards without leaving her “signature”. ha ha (still laughing).
I love it! How crazy! That is one of the coolest stories I’ve heard in a real long time!
My little one is currently interested in having a pet fish 🙂 We actually have a bowl full of water in his room with a toy fish floating in it – lol. It will do for now – but we are thinking of buying a real one soon 🙂
Such a neat story! Thanks for sharing!
I LOVE IT! I laughed out loud loved it! Enjoy the cat… and the poop:)
It is so crazy, but God sent me a cat this past fall, just as he sent you one! I know it was God who sent it because I am adamantly not a cat person. We are a no pet family and planned on staying that way. All this being said by someone who spent 30 minutes one night before Christmas trying to get a cute picture of the kitty in front of the Christmas tree. I am convinced that God sent her to remind me of his idea of peace, which is my word for the year. Enjoy your kitty!
I am new to your blog, but it is one of my favorites! I love the story and love the message. Makes me think of Matthew 10;29 just replace sparrow with cat! 🙂
What a great tool to teach your children about the LORD’s love!
Enjoy your new kitty!
Well, I can certainly relate to your cat tales… I have 2 dogs and wee wee pads, clorox cleaner every day so my house doesn’t smell like one giant urinal.
What I love most is that God is so cool that He is so “on target” with our needs. This is an encouragement that if God is in tune with the desires of the heart of a little girl who longs for a pet to cuddle with, He is also in tune with the desires of a big girl.
May God continue to show us His presence and His good thoughts towards us!
And may He bless you with a litter box trained cat!
This is just way too cute! I kept meaning to stop back and read more of your posts and I’m glad to start with this one. It says much about you as a person and I like your heart. And yes, how special that your little girl is smiling and thanking Jesus. 🙂
LOL I am secretly the cat lady in my soul but we had two badly behaved cats that had to go…now my daughter is begging for a puppy or a kitty and all I can say is I’ve been cleaning up poop for too many years. We have a new baby coming next week, so at least two more years of poop. I have told her that POSSIBLY when the youngest baby (she prophesied her brother and this baby girl, and has also predicted another baby after this one) has been potty trained for a YEAR we will CONSIDER another pet. Oh how I want another kitty to love… but oh how I paid way too much for this house for it to become a litter box. I feel your pain and your joy all at once. May God bless this kitty’s potty habits.