Lessons From My Cat
Lessons From my Cat
I sit, readying myself for prayer
All is quiet
Except………………………………..
my busy mind
racing from thought to thought to thought
My cats says “follow me”
and ambles slowly out the door,
greeting the day with
a mighty stretch
and yawn.
She sits
and watches,
on high alert
for long minutes,
just waiting
for an opportunity
to present itself.
So focused,
quiet,
and attentive.
Is she perhaps
praying
for a mouse
to appear,
or in her attentiveness
just waiting for the
scene to open
before her?
I sometimes think I
try too hard to pray.
Perhaps,
if I sit quietly,
for long minutes
expectantly waiting for
the appearance of
God….
I will not be disappointed,
but if God does not
come immediately,
Can I wait patiently
as my cat,
allowing
God’s presence
to unfold
as it will?
Copyright © Toni Sullivan | Year Posted 2018
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