I’ve been seriously thinking about how my cat could fit into my backpack. There’s this compartment on the top, and he would curl up nicely in there. Is that crazy? I love my cat (His name is Ralph Vaughn Williams, but I just call him Ralphy). I just think he’s the bee’s knees. He came from the shelter with herpes (the little hussy), this gives him chronic sinus infections which makes him sneeze everywhere. I’m constantly having to clean snot off walls, furniture and even myself. He has these terrible allergies that cost a bundle to treat. Oh, and he’s deaf as the result of a pretty bad double ear infection. He sounds so lovable right?
But he is!! He was lost for a day and a half last summer and all I could think about was where he could be and whether he was safe. I was never once mad at him for running away. (He was actually on my neighbors porch the whole time, bugging their dog). The other day he sat for and hour trying to figure out how to get through the screen door, and I was so proud when he got it figured out! He can trip me, sneeze on my homework, bite me when I don’t pet him and my love for him never changes. I do have to say that he is a pretty cool cat. He loves people and will come when you call (or he used to) he’s the most loving and friendly cat I’ve ever met. I’ve always been more of a dog person, but I’m definatly a Ralph person. I always say that if this is how crazy I am about my cat, what am I going to be like when I have kids?
(How cute is he???)
That got me thinking, if this is how crazy I am about a silly cat, how crazy is god about me? The bible often compares him to a father, but his love for us is even beyond that. It’s indescribable. Nowhere near my love for Ralph. We could snot all over god (figuratively) and he loves us just the same. More than that, he’s proud of us for getting through our own screen doors and when we run away, he completely forgets about being mad at us, all he can think about is how much he wants us home. To much metaphor, but you get the picture.
The big book tells us that that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord. (Romans 8:38). Nothing we will do, have done or are thinking about doing will change God’s love for us. We are his precious children, redeemed and forgiven, that he loves so much it’s indescribable. And it’s not just you and me, but everyone. It’s not just the women being trafficked, and the orphans in homes and the refugees, but EVERYONE. Even the men running brothels and stealing girls from their homes and mothers from their children. Even the people who are part of the problem and not the solution. God desperately wants everyone back. I’m excited to help the poor and destitute, the downtrodden and the taken advantage of, but wouldn’t it be awesome if I could share the love of Christ with those people too while I’m on the race?
I’m almost 3/4 of the way done with support raising. I could still use your help. I’ve got a month and anything you can think of to help would be awesome!! Say an extra little prayer, put a link to my blog on your facebook, or let me know about your friend who you think would be interested in joining my team! I cannot believe the support I’ve gotten from you all so far. It’s overwhelming to see Christ move through you. I’m so excited to launch and I know I’ve got a killer support team at home! I love you all!
