I don't really have much to share today. The thing on my mind is our cats. They crack me up.
We rescued Tinkerbell about four years ago. And then rescued Pumpkin about two years ago. They've never been malicious towards one another and they've never been overly affectionate either. They've developed routines around each other and around me. They like to jump in the bed and wake me up. We recently switched their feeding time, so no more 5AM wake up purrs for me. When I'm hanging out in my room with the door closed, they prefer to both be on the same side of the door. Sometimes they will even open the door to get to each other. The cutest is when they stick their paws under. The least cute is when they mew, incessantly.
Here's what I find most intriguing. They don't like for Hannah to pick them up, but they love hanging out in her room, especially under her bed. And though they will get on my bed to get pets and sleep, they avoid the top of Hannah's bed like the plague. So bizarre.
The thing I've learned is that they pretty much just want food, shelter, and occasionally some loving. They're easy to please. Makes me wonder if I could be easier to please. If I could be satisfied with food, shelter, and loving. But immediately my mind says "What about transportation? Don't you need that?" "Oh and clothing, you need clothing. And don't forget community, got to have that!" My list could go on forever, my wants turning into demands and crippling my ability to see that God is sufficient. It would be nice to live with the clarity of my needs and their simplicity and God's abundance as He provides them. Maybe that should be my prayer today.