originally published … April 21st, 2007
I remember a time about 20 years ago. I was struggling with my walk with God.
I was in prayer one day and heard my cat crying. I ran to the back door and found that Simon, our gray short hair, was on the neighbour’s fence. It was one of those steel frost wire fences. Now here was my cat going along the steel piping crying out. He would continue to cry until he got to the end of the fence. Try to get down but wobbled. Then would proceed to the other end of the fence. Tried again to jump down, wobbled, and went back to the other end. Crying all the time.
I thought, “silly cat, just drop down, it’s only a few feet, you have jumped that a thousand times.â€
Finally I just shook my head, went into the yard and picked the cat off the fence and placed him down on the ground. I chuckled as it scampered away.
Just then I got that knowledgeable impression that God was chuckling as well. Not at the cat but at me. He showed me that I was afraid to jump down into “the things of the Spirit†because I was on my own fence. Every time I tried to jump down I wobbled and would go back to other extreme end crying out to God for help.
He told me to stop wobbling on the fence and make the commitment. That time I did but it is funny to note that he also picked me up and put me on the ground at other times.
So every time I get afraid to make the next move I try to think of my cat on the fence and jump.