Full-Disclosure: I am a cat person. I have been my whole life. In general, I like cats. Specifically, I really like my own cat. As a matter of fact, it is the fondness that I have for my cat that caused me to reflect on the fondness that God has for us. Allow me to explain...
We have a rotating rocker in our living room that faces south and the winter sun shines brightly through the windows on that chair. We keep our house relatively cool in the winter. The cat is regularly searching for warmth. If that chair is turned correctly, the sun shines wonderfully and warmly upon the seat. So, for as long as I can remember, for the warmth and well-being of the cat, I try to turn the rocker so that the seat faces the sun. The cat can then sit (and sleep!) basking in the warmth.
Personally, I think this is rather kind and generous of me. I don’t have to do this. But because I have fondness for my cat, I do. And then I consider God... Psalm 16, “In the heavens God has pitched a tent for the sun... It rises at one end of the heavens and makes its circuit to the other; nothing is deprived of its warmth.”
Here I am thinking so highly of myself for occasionally remembering to turn a chair, while The Almighty God has set the sun in place for me/us every single day. Daily, God, in His fondness and love for us, gives us the light and warmth of the sun.
My cat gets fed, every day. Every morning, one of us in the house makes sure that the cat has fresh food and plenty of water. Again, I think this is rather kind and generous of us. Without us doing this, the cat would starve to death. And then I consider God... Psalm 145, “The eyes of all look to you, and you give them their food at the proper time. You open your hand and satisfy the desires of every living thing.”
Here I am thinking, “How nice of me to feed this lowly cat” while the Almighty God has given me so much to support this body and life. My refrigerators and freezers (yes, plural!) are quite full.
Then evening comes and I sit in my chair. Ninety-nine percent of the time, the cat hops up and I allow her to sit with me while I read, etc. Again, how kind and generous am I? I give the cat a peaceful, safe place in which to be at rest and loved upon.