lessons from my cat

Everyday when I arrive home from school, Riley greets me at the door with his friendly, "mrow." As I put my things down, he prances around my feet and continues his, "mrow, mrow," but now, it is not so much friendly as it is a little demanding.

I sit down to read my mail, and he decides it would be fun to put his claws in my pants....."RILEY!!!" I fuss at him and walk over to pour some food in his bowl....surely, he is just hungry, now he will leave me alone!

He eats a few bites, but as I walk away, he follows me, still prancing around my feet, sometimes almost tripping me.

"Riley! I gave you food! What's the problem?"

Finally, I pick him up and pet him for a few minutes. He purrs contentedly. When I put him down he goes and eats his food and plays for a while.

He didn't want food....he wanted me...If only I would come more often to my Father's presence desiring Him, and not just the things I want or need!

Barn "Tails"

Last night I was unloading of my car when I heard something moving around outside the barn. My imagination went wild with possibilities.....coyotes, narfs from "Lady in the Water," armed bandits.....adrenaline kicked in....I prepared to make a mad dash....I waited another second to see if I heard the noise again....I did....frozen, I waited until it came around the corner....whew! Luckily it was only a friendly goat. She came and poked her head in my apartment....perhaps she was just looking for something to eat.