Hahaha. Can we make that into a sign?
In a moment of worship, I think I promised God that on Friday. I think I also told Him that He is nothing but good even if I end up an Old Cat Lady in a bathrobe that hauls paper bags of tuna cans in from the garage. I meant it. I think He laughed.
Have I told you about Zoe?
Because sometimes spouses are a testimony to God, and sometimes so are cats 🙂
It took months to find her. I told my co-worker (who has 7 black and white cats) that I was interested in buying a cat, but I was a bit worried. What if I was still flying solo in a couple years and decided that I’d like to try Army OT? What if I married someone allergic to cats? She told me that if I got a black one, she would take it if I joined the Navy.
I was at a point where I made a bargain with God. “God, if you’re not going to give me a great husband, please at least give me the perfect cat.” I prayed it often.
I’m not one of those weird 42-point-list-for-a-husband girls, but I did have a list for a cat.
-Affectionate but not needy
-Enriches my life instead of merely adding responsibility (don’t want a free-loading lazy butterball)
-Preferably male, as I heard they tend to be a bit more energetic
For weeks and months I visited the pet adoption clinic at PetSmart looking for a black cat. I didn’t find one. One day, two cats were posted 30 minutes away. By the time I got there, the male cat had been adopted. They put Sushi, a female cat in my arms. I had about a minute to decide. Her heart was beating a million times a minute and she looked scared, but she purred, and I signed my name on the dotted line.
Zoe (her new first name) is the best cat ever. She is affectionate but not needy. I can write a journal entry in peace, but also have her come up for a pat. She can play for hours or be left alone on a chair armrest. She has totally made my life happier. She’s my little buddy. She sleeps in my room at night…often right on my back or belly, depending on how I’m sleeping.
I thank God for Zoe almost every day. She’s a reminder of God’s faithfulness to me. I think He was quite happy to answer that prayer. Love this little fur-buddy!
The other word I got on Friday was about illness. I don’t know if it was someone in the room who was sick or someone who had a family member who was sick, and perhaps praying for a miracle.
God said “The miracle is your faith. Your faith through this illness, even if it’s been by a thread at times, is the miracle. And I am so proud of you. I am so proud of you.”
I don’t know why God gave me that word, but I figured that I’d store it up here.