I don’t like cats.
I’m sorry to all you cat lovers out there but I just don’t like them.
They’re always coming into my garden leaving little presents in the soil, of the type you’d rather not have and they’ve even gone and sat on my newly planted flowers squashing them.
So, you see that I just don’t like cats.
Now when I see them in my garden, I’m out through the back door with my washing up liquid bottle in hand, filled with water, (that’s left strategically by the door,) with a look on my face that could only say. “This time I’m going to get you and I really mean business.”
I do hope the neighbours haven’t seen this, as it must be quite a sight.
Now the thing is, I do like my neighbours.
They are lovely people, always willing to help out if they can and I don’t think that they’ve ever moaned at me, even though I’ve probably given them something to moan about at some point in time.
Now the cats that I chase out of my garden, with all the passion of a man racing for the gold medal, belong to, …..
Yes you may have guessed it by now, my neighbours, who I do think so highly of.
I hope they also think of me in the same way but I can’t be so sure of that one, especially if they’ve seen me chasing after their cats.
Now there’s a thought.
Have they seen me chasing after their cats???
I do really like my neighbours after all and I really wouldn’t want to upset them.
Yet I could be doing just that, if they ever have seen me running around my garden like a demented man squirting as much water as I possibly can at they’re dear little cats.
Oh dear, I do seem to have a bit of a problem here.
You see I still don’t like cats, but I do really like my neighbours, and I don’t want to upset them, if I haven’t already.
So how can I deal with they’re cats?
I could just carry on looking at them as if they are just any old cats and chase them away as I have done so many times before.
Or, I could try to see them as my neighbour’s cats and as such just try to gently shoo them out of my garden? Just so that I don’t upset my neighbours.
I guess I might just have to get rid of that washing up liquid bottle by the back door now…???
What I have just shared with you can also be true in the church.
There can be people who come along, who we just don’t get along with.
A clash of personality you could call it.
So how do we deal with these people?
Do we going chasing after them with a washing up liquid bottle in hand, metaphorically speaking, and try to chase them away?
Or can we try to see them in a different light?
Well, you see my Father in heaven loves me and he also loves the people I struggle with.
So, if by my dealing with the people I struggle with in an unloving manner causes my Father in heaven pain, ….
Then do I want to carry on doing that?
Can I try to see these people as my Father’s children, and out of that have a bit more patience for them? Just so that I don’t upset my Father in heaven?
Father,
Help us all to bear with one another.
Help us to see those who we struggle with as Your children.
Help us to have a bit more patience for them, even if it is only so we don’t upset you.
Amen.
