A New Parable: The Dog & The Kitten

I love how the Lord speaks in the circumstances of daily life.  Lately, He has been talking to me as I ponder and watch closely the relationship between Whitney our three month old kitten, and Glory Girl, our two year old Maltese.

Whitney is a very playful kitty who loves to chase after the tails of our three dogs.  Mercy and Grace play right along with her, and when they have had enough, they turn around and with one large bark, the kitty knows her time is up!

Glory, on the other hand, has not yet figured out that she has the power to say no more, and she continues to be tormented by this little kitten.  She continues to look for a hiding place in my arms, or in the arms of one of the boys.

I have had a blast pondering what the Lord is speaking as I have watched this relationship between Whitney and Glory unfold.  I have been amazed at how we too, can be blind and walking in deception to our true identity as sons and daughters of the King just as Glory does not realize her full potential as a dog!  (hum...a new Kingdom parable, the dog and the kitten).

How often do we, or even I for that matter, go through life allowing circumstances, people, or even the enemy of our souls to take from us, without ever standing up for what is true and righteous; thus never walking in the fullness of who we are in Christ and what we were made to be and do for the Kingdom?

How often do we keep running rather than pushing back and saying what needs to be said, or doing what needs to be done?  How often are we allowing circumstances or people define us rather than the King Himself?

Every time I watch Whitney and Glory, there is something in me that wants to deliver Glory from the deception she obviously is walking in.  There is a bark within me that wants to bark for her!  My heart wants to scream at her, “Turn around Glory, bark and tell Whitney ‘no more’, you are a dog, now rise up and BE ONE!”  Although as much as I can shout this, she has to believe it.

Then, I have to giggle with the Lord.  I absolutely adore Him.  He always brings such joy to my heart, even when He is pointing out a Kingdom principle I am not fully walking in.  Like in this parable of the dog and the kitten.

I am smiling as I wonder if the Lord is standing next to me wanting to scream the same thing to me, “Lori, turn around, stop running, tell the enemy or that person (or both) - no more and rise up and be who I called you to be!  Believe in who you are!”

I love the Lord so much.  I love how He is always moving us towards His purposes, His will, and His heart.  He always wants the best for us, and His timing is always right on.  

I love how as He has me praying for Glory’s freedom to be a dog (which I am praying for her), He is also working on my own - as I learn to hear His voice and rise up and be who HE has called me to be - seeing His Kingdom going forth in the earth!

Our Refuge; Our High Tower

I was sitting at home, worshipping, praying and pondering what a gift Jesus is.  The house was peaceful and the Christmas music was playing.

When suddenly came a noise, and a chase began throughout the house!  Little kitty Whitney was after my poor Glory Girl’s tail.  Whitney was chasing her throughout the house, batting at her tail, with her claws out as far as they could go, grabbing hold of her behind.

Glory was in a furry, yipping throughout the house.  Suddenly, Glory caught sight of me sitting on the couch.  And up she launched herself right onto my lap and she hide herself under my arm.  She nestled in deep.  She looked down at Whitney, with the look that said, “now what are you going to do, hum?”

I look at all moments as Divine, as I believe God is always speaking.  So, I started listening to the Lord.  And I started giggling as the Lord began to talk to me about spiritual focus, gazing, and resting.  He started reminding me of all the times in the midst of circumstances, spiritual warfare, or while dealing with my grace growers, how I can whine and whimper just like poor Glory Girl, and how often I run through the room in a furry, rather than jumping into the lap of the One I love.

He is the One who is our a high tower, our refuge, our keeper (Psalm 91). 

As Glory nestled under my arms, I was reminded of God’s full acceptance and loving embrace. That even while we freak out over circumstances, His voice, His gaze draws us back into His arms.  How he loves to hold us in every moment of every day.  He is there, we just need to discipline our spirits to catch sight of Him.

There is always a lap that is wide open.  His protection is always available.

Funny kitty.  I can’t help but giggle as I watch Whitney.  She spent the next few minutes looking for another dog to torture. Ultimately, she launched herself once again into the Christmas tree, in search of some dangling ornaments.