We'll go walking after midnight

When I blogged about my dog, Corey, no one was surprised. Everyone knows that most dogs are very loyal, trainable and protective. What people rarely hear about is my cat, K.C.. Now, K.C. is not your usual cat by any means. Oh sure, she is independent and has that typical kitty attitude about her, but she does something that is quite unusual. Whenever I go out wheeling in the evening, K.C. goes with me. Not on a leash, mind you; but on her own. She follows me all the way around the block, or several blocks, or even over to the park. At first, I thought it might have been just coincidental that every time I would turn around, K.C. would be following at a short distance. Until I finally realized that every time I took my evening walk, my cat would be right behind me until we returned home.

The neighbors see me walking in the evening and they will comment "There is a cat following you!" I turn and sure enough, my cat is following me on my journey. "Yes, she is mine. We're out for a stroll." People find humor in that. I find a lesson! Of course, I also find ideas for Blogs. Any little excuse to write! It amazes me that my cat will follow me anywhere I go. It is as if he thinks that it is his duty to keep an eye on me. He will just follow from a distance and when he thinks I'm a little to far ahead of him, he will run as if he were a Great Dane to catch up with me. Not next to me. but just far enough to be close by.

I've been thinking about that lately and it reminded me of God's ever presence in my life. Even if I forget to acknowledge Him, God never forsakes me. In my busy life, He is always there. God never forces Himself on anyone. His patience surpasses our own understanding. Business as usual is always on God's agenda. Even when my own agenda is filled with things without a thought about Him. His mind is on me. Just like my cat, who keeps up with me in a very discreet way; my God is always near by watching my joys, my sorrows, and even my struggles. Whether I am in a valley or on the mountain top, my God is following my every move.

K.C. follows me as if she is my confident and closest friend, even though at home she acts as if she is a "laisez faire" type of creature. Following me as I walk, but ignoring me when I call her up into my lap once we arrive home; K.C. might like me to think that she is a finicky feline; but I know that she adores me and looks forward to our little strolls.

I, on the other hand, try to keep it in my head and heart that God is always near by. He keeps me rolling on the long and narrow path. While K.C. will only follow after the heat of the day is through. God always walks with me, especially in the Light of the Son.