Perhaps cats are habitual. Every night right around 9:00, before Magellan passed, he found his way to the porch, where he and Maisie slept. If Maisie didn't follow him, he came back for her. Since losing her boon companion, Maisie has become my morning buddy.
While Maisie does her morning laps,I warm my oatmeal in the microwave and pack my lunch. Before I take a seat in the recliner, I have to get a throw for my lap. As soon as I'm settled in the chair, here comes my friend.
Maisie gets all comfy, facing the tv, while I turn on "Enjoying Everyday Life" with Joyce Meyer. Maisie's focus always lasts as long as the oatmeal, and she's never happy to be disturbed before the program is over.
Pet owners understand how the unconditional love of our animal friends is reassuring. Devoted owners would probably also testify to lessons they have learned from their pets. While Maisie and I are learning how to apply God's Word to practical living, she's also teaching me.
How cool would it be to crawl up into God's lap and listen to His teachings? I wonder if He longs for us to do just that. I wonder if He longs to spend time with us, just the two of us, every day.
But I don't have to wonder, "The Lord says, “I will teach you and guide you in the way you should live. I will watch over you and be your guide." (Psalm 32:8 ERV)
And you know what else? We don't have to wait or take turns to draw near to God. There's room for everyone! How about it? I'll bring the oatmeal, you bring the throw, and we'll meet at the Father's throne.