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Musings from a Mordecai

Musings from a Mordecai (23)

 Although I have been known to moan about them, my present cats are actually pretty good. They are relaxed about food, don’t wake me up demanding to be fed, and can cope with car journeys, even when that means going to the vet. The last time I had a cat, she was lovely but required a lot more work. Not only would she yowl with hunger, and then refuse to eat what I offered her, but she hated the car – and the vet even more so.

 In those days I didn’t have a proper cat carrier, so a visit to the vet first involved getting a large cardboard box, cutting air holes in it, chasing the cat round the house until I caught her, putting her in the box and sticking the lid down with sellotape. Somehow, during the drive, an angry paw would emerge, flail about, and finally rake my arm, drawing blood and nearly causing an accident. Once at the vet’s, the sounds and smells of other animals would drive her frantic, while she clearly regarded the vet as a member of the SS, whose goal was to torture her. If I was lucky, she would be given a clean bill of health and there was only the trip home to endure. But sometimes she needed medicine – tablets or eye drops – and the misery would continue.

 I was told that I could grind the tablets into powder, mix them with her food, and she would then eat the lot quite happily. Not a chance. As I’ve said, she was a fussy eater, so she easily detected – and rejected – the additions. Once again I had to chase her round the house, hold her down, and physically administer the remedies. Tablets were the worst, as I had to force her jaws open and push the tablet in far enough so that she swallowed it. It was as though she were a suffragette on hunger strike, and I was brutal prison guard. Certainly, as long as the course lasted I was THE ENEMY in her eyes, and it would be several days after it finished before she would forgive me for my brutal treatment of her. She hated the whole process, and it made me miserable, so why did I do it? Am I some sort of sadist who takes pleasure in hurting cats? Well, I don’t think so. All of this, terrifying though it was for her, was to keep her healthy. In other words, it was for her own good, even though I couldn’t explain this to her.

 The existence of suffering in the world is one of the hardest questions anyone with a faith has to answer. If there is an all powerful, all loving, God in control of the world why do some people go through so much, at times for no clear reason? The last thing I want to do is to trivialise what anyone is going through but, when I look at my own life, I sometimes wonder if there is a parallel between it and my little cat. All she could see was the pain I was inflicting on her, but I was acting for her good. (She lived to be 18, an advanced age for a cat, so I don’t think I did too bad a job.) If God is also all knowing, then it makes sense that there are things he knows about my life that I have no idea about.

 Isaiah 45. 8,9 tells us:

            For my thoughts are not your thoughts,

                        nor are your ways my ways, says the Lord.

            For as the heavens are higher than the earth,

                        so are my ways higher than your ways

                        and my thoughts than your thoughts.

The whole chapter talks of God loving and blessing his people – but there is this reminder that he will do things in his own way, and that we may not always understand that. Even when we are swamped by all that is going on, and feel we cannot cope, that love is secure and will not fail us.

God bless you all, Huw

 

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