God Loves Us, But He Doesn't Aways Like What We Do.
When We Sin, God Wants Us To Repent And Return To Him
I finished writing this on 5/10/2025 because of a yellow cat incident yesterday.
God loves us, but he doesn’t always like what we do.
I love cats. I even like my cat to sit on my lap. My cat loves me when I put food into his dish.
Our neighborhood has a “neighborhood cat.” What I mean by that is, he doesn’t belong to anyone in the neighborhood; he just goes from house to house hoping to get some food from the homeowner. I moved into this neighborhood, into my son’s house. This large, yellow, male, neighborhood cat seems to think he owns the neighborhood by the way he treats the other cats which live in the local homes. He is not always kind to them.
I brought my cat with me to live in this neighborhood. He also gets chased by the big, yellow, neighborhood cat. I don’t like this, so I am trying to get them to be friends and more agreeable to each other. I feed him and have found that he used to be a “lap cat.” He enjoys sitting on a person’s lap when invited. I have started feeding him and then calling to him, patting my knees, inviting him to my lap. When he comes, he first rubs his head all over my hands and then finds a comfortable position on my lap, wanting to take a catnap. He still likes to be petted while resting. When I needed to get back to my choirs and indicate to the big, yellow cat that he needed to jump down, he resisted getting down. Once, he even gave a little “growl” to show his dislike. I am patient, though, and kind, and he will finally crawl off my lap so I can get up and get busy with my chores.
Recently, though, he acted strangely while sitting in my recliner. I started to pet him, and he turned around a bit, my hand and thumb leaving four tooth marks with blood oozing from each tooth mark. It hurt, and I did not like what he had done. I was startled, yelled in pain, and the old yellow cat jumped down and headed towards the door. I politely opened the door for him and told him to be good as he hurriedly left my home. I clapped my hands, making some noise, and said, “Be good,” as he left our yard. I really want him to return because I love that old yellow cat, but I “painly” did not like what he had done.
Afterwards, I compared this incident with God and myself. God is Holy and Righteous, but still loves even me. It is when I do something that hurts God, something evil and sinful, that he has feelings about what I did, but God still loves me even when it pains him that I have done something against his holiness.
Psalms 51:1-4: 1 Have mercy on me, O God,
according to your unfailing love;
according to your great compassion
blot out my transgressions.
2 Wash away all my iniquity
and cleanse me from my sin.
3 For I know my transgressions,
and my sin is always before me.
4 Against you, you only, have I sinned
and done what is evil in your sight;
so you are right in your verdict
and justified when you judge.
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I agree ... and am eternally grateful that His love is without limit, condition and reservation. The question for me is, do I love Him enough to at least try not to do it again?
Thanks for sharing your adventures and your thoughts.