Finding Time in His Word
About four years ago, we brought home a tiny gray tabby rescue cat that I named Lilybits. Having shared a home with two-dozen other cats, she was delighted to have the house to herself and starving for attention. She was the perfect remedy for the loneliness I felt in our empty nest.
About four years ago, we brought home a tiny gray tabby rescue cat that I named Lilybits. Having shared a home with two-dozen other cats, she was delighted to have the house to herself and starving for attention. She was the perfect remedy for the loneliness I felt in our empty nest.
Lily followed me everywhere like a puppy
and she still greets us excitedly at the door when we come home. Most days I
was at home with her and we were both quite content with the situation. But when
I went back to school full time, Lily wasn’t too happy. At the end of the day,
instead of hopping up on my lap, she would jump up on Jack’s lap and turn
around to look at me as if to say, “Ha! You’ve been leaving me every day, so now
I’m too busy for you.”
Well, yes, I am anthropomorphizing my
cat, but don’t we all have moments we read into our pets or even other people’s
actions or facial expressions, whose motives we don’t always know or
understand? Perhaps I shouldn’t have felt slighted, but my feelings were hurt.
On Fridays, I am usually home and have a
chance to play with Lily. She chases a red laser light dot Jack refers to as
“redbug”. Or I may chase her while she runs to hide under the bed. But my
favorite time is when I am sitting quietly, reading or writing, and Lilybits
jumps up onto my lap.
For several months, while I was getting
used to working outside the home and came home exhausted, I had been doing
quick devotions in the evening. Without time for deeper study of the Bible I really
missed hearing the Lord speak to me through His word. I finally decided that
even 15 minutes in the Bible with the purpose of listening to what Jesus had
for me was better than nothing at all. That first week, on Friday I had some
extra time to dig into scripture.
As I sat with the Bible and a small
notebook on my lap, Lilybits saw fit to make herself at home, curling up and
snuggling down into my lap until she fell into a peaceful sleep for quite a
long time. I thanked the Lord for the fact that my cat finally noticed me—the
one who feeds her, fusses over her, plays with her and usually cleans the
litter box. Then it suddenly occurred to me that maybe God, who gave His only
Son for me, who cares for me every day and is no farther away than a prayer,
probably sometimes feels like I do when Lily ignores me. He would be even
happier that I was finally sitting still and spending time with Him. Though I
can’t physically climb into his lap, He wants me to rest in Him. The depth of
Jesus’ love for me is so much greater than the love I have for my cat or even
my children. This definitely put things in perspective.
Was the Lord trying to tell me this all
along? With mercy and love He can minister to me through the touch of six
pounds of a furry gray creature with big green eyes. When I drive down the road
behind our home and see the tree branches budding green I’m compelled at times
to thank Him for the beauty of spring and how He keeps the times and seasons in
motion. When friends or family members take the time to encourage me, He is
reaching out to me through them. Always He is wooing me back.
Jesus is waiting for me. When He seems
far away, I am the one who moved. He cannot be moved. He sends gentle nudges
until His word calls to me and I know I must take time to be with Him. And
again I start to read my Bible expectantly, asking for guidance and praying
that I will know in my heart what He has especially for me that day. I don’t
know how many times I will fail and have to start over again, but I know my
Lord is the one who told the Samaritan woman at the well that He would give her
living water which would forever quench her thirst. He has given me that water
of eternal life and His Holy Spirit. And He is there for each one of His
children—always.
. . . Mary, sat at the Lord’s
feet, listening to what he taught. But Martha was distracted by the big dinner
she was preparing. She came to Jesus and said, “Lord, doesn’t it seem unfair to
you that my sister just sits here while I do all the work? Tell her to come and
help me.” But the Lord said to her, “My dear Martha, you are worried and upset
over all these details! There is only one thing worth being concerned about.
Mary has discovered it, and it will not be taken away from her.” Luke 10:39-42
NLT
. . . And be sure of this: I am with you
always, even to the end of the age. Matthew 28:20 NLT
Then Jesus said, “Come to me, all of you
who are weary and carry heavy burdens, and I will give you rest. Matthew 11:28
NLT
Dear Jesus, we thank you that you’ve
called us to yourself. We long to draw closer. Please open the eyes and ears of our
hearts. Show us in your word what you have for us that we may be more like you
and work channels of your love and truth in this fallen world.
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