Life has returned to some sense of normalcy for Miss Kitty since her recovery from the infection that could have killed her.
She is back to her routines for eating, sleeping, and hanging out with me.
She still prefers my company to that of anyone else.
Cats are smart…but they have no way to understand what we put them through when they are sick.
She was terrified of the carrier that she was crammed into to take her to the veterinarian.
More so by the trip itself.
She was handed over to strangers by me, then they violated her dignity and comfort … shaving her fur and sticking her with needles and thermometers.
I was nowhere to be found by her while all this took place.
She was returned to me and I took her home…only to force open her jaws and gag her with medicine that matted her fur when she spat it up…twice every day.
It had to seem like torture.
She had to wonder why the one person she believed in and trusted would do such things to her.
She had no way of knowing that it was all out of love for her, because it didn’t feel like love at all.
Still…she recovered both her health and her trust.
“Though he slay me”…
Job spoke well…because he understood that there was a chance that there would be no happy ending, that he would suffer and die alone and confused.
He was “restored” in the end, but in the middle all he had was a sliver of hope that his God was good.
He was never given an explanation for his trials so he could create a systematic theology for the rest of us.
Faith isn’t believing that all things will turn out the way we want, it’s believing that somehow all these trials work together for our good.
“Good” as defined by God, not by us.
We can’t understand that definition, we won’t understand that definition, until we see Him face to face.
Here, it may not seem good at all.
“Though he slay me”…
I don’t have the faith of Job and I’ve had the same luck getting answers from God about the “whys” that he did.
Sometimes I feel abandoned and even “tortured” by the God I love.
Thankfully, I do have a cat that still loves me despite feeling the same way about me once.
I’m hoping that her heart and a sliver of hope will lead me home.
The cat and the sliver are both from Him…
Make your own application…