Hidden Kittens
There was a time in my life where I just wanted a kitten. My friend Beck, just happened to have a few, so I ran home to tell my parents about them. I was sure they would say "yes." But...They didn't. They said "there is enough going on in the house without a kitten."
So, I retreated and came up with a new idea. I will sneak one into the house and keep it in the cellar and take care of it for a while. After a few weeks I will tell them about it with the fact that I have already been taking care of it.
So, I brought home Smoky. A cute little gray kitten, cuddly as all get out. I was given 2 kinds of "food," told how to give her water and milk. And I hid her in the cellar next to my Dad's workshop. My Dad was pretty deaf from a war injury, so I figured he wouldn't hear her. Boy, was I wrong. Even as I went up to sneak milk down to her, my Dad was screaming about a "rat" in the basement knocking things over. Well, that brought my mom running and my brothers and my sister and there they were looking at smoking. (And I would like to say, the coining of the "the cat is out of the bag!")
My parents brought me and Smoky upstairs. I am not sure what happened but they let me keep her. The problems was as my mother put the two dishes of "food" out she kept trying to sit in one of them. Yep, not food, but cat litter. We all laughed after we found out and she was with us for many years.
The Bible tells us not to cover sin. Not only does it "eat" away at us, cause guilt and shape a poor emotional state, but it always is exposed. It may not be today, tomorrow or even the next day, but sooner or later it reveals itself. I have never been very good at carrying guilt though very good at being guilty. And I always seemed to get caught, so I guess I have somewhat learned that way.
What is it in our life that we have hidden away that is just waiting to erupt? And perhaps, it may never be found out (The perfect chocolate crime or something.) but it is the eroding of our emotions that is perhaps the most harmful. My parents forgave me and they laughed(WOW!), but all those few hours I was afraid of getting caught. And it bothered me. And I think that was one of the big points. What did I stand to lose?
And that is the real deal...what do we have to lose?
So, I retreated and came up with a new idea. I will sneak one into the house and keep it in the cellar and take care of it for a while. After a few weeks I will tell them about it with the fact that I have already been taking care of it.
So, I brought home Smoky. A cute little gray kitten, cuddly as all get out. I was given 2 kinds of "food," told how to give her water and milk. And I hid her in the cellar next to my Dad's workshop. My Dad was pretty deaf from a war injury, so I figured he wouldn't hear her. Boy, was I wrong. Even as I went up to sneak milk down to her, my Dad was screaming about a "rat" in the basement knocking things over. Well, that brought my mom running and my brothers and my sister and there they were looking at smoking. (And I would like to say, the coining of the "the cat is out of the bag!")
My parents brought me and Smoky upstairs. I am not sure what happened but they let me keep her. The problems was as my mother put the two dishes of "food" out she kept trying to sit in one of them. Yep, not food, but cat litter. We all laughed after we found out and she was with us for many years.
The Bible tells us not to cover sin. Not only does it "eat" away at us, cause guilt and shape a poor emotional state, but it always is exposed. It may not be today, tomorrow or even the next day, but sooner or later it reveals itself. I have never been very good at carrying guilt though very good at being guilty. And I always seemed to get caught, so I guess I have somewhat learned that way.
What is it in our life that we have hidden away that is just waiting to erupt? And perhaps, it may never be found out (The perfect chocolate crime or something.) but it is the eroding of our emotions that is perhaps the most harmful. My parents forgave me and they laughed(WOW!), but all those few hours I was afraid of getting caught. And it bothered me. And I think that was one of the big points. What did I stand to lose?
And that is the real deal...what do we have to lose?
posted by Pastor Lee | 7:43 AM
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