You see we have two cats, a brother and sister. They were house cats whom we let out on
pretty days in the backyard. They were lazy around the chairs most of the time. So anyway I went to call for them. “FONZIE, ALICE, TIME TO COME IN”. I waited a moment and then escalated the call with urgency, “TIME TO EAT”.
Alice came right away at the promise of food but Fonzie was yet to be found. I scoured the bushes and branches and all the nooks and crannies of the porch. No cat. So I went inside and got a can of tuna. Soon I am walking around the pool waving a can of tuna in the air hoping that Fonzie will get a whiff and come running. I keep calling. “FONZIE, TIME TO EAT”!
Not a meow to be heard and I am panicking all the way out my back yard, through the garage, down the alley, all over the neighbors yards, looking at the roofs and the side spaces, running and calling out until I get so winded I finally jump into my car and drive with my head halfway out the window. FONZIE….FONZIE. TIME TO EAT!”
Nothing. I stop at my house and park and go once more into the backyard. I can hear the choke in my throat as I cry out,“FONZIE. FONZIE. FONZIE.”
I need to pick up my children in five minutes and I am out of options. I look under and over all the chairs and finally exhausted and broken-hearted I fall to my knees in the dampness of the grass.
I bow to the God Who can save me from disaster of having 'lost the cat'. I prostrate myself before the God of forgiveness and redemption. My eyes are closed. I am surrendering to the God of Mercy. I am praying from the depths of my soul. I trust in God I am not afraid. I trust in God I am not afraid. I open my eyes and see two cat eyes staring back at me. Yes. Two cat eyes only seen because I prostrated myself before the Lord..........Talk about the power of prayer and I shouted out loud, “THANK GOD! THANK GOD! THANK GOD!”
© 2012 Nancy Reuben Greenfield