our kitty, originally named Amore, changed to "Shredder", when her true personality came out, was been walking around with a belly-full-of-kittens...for a couple months now.
with in the last couple weeks, though, she has looked different. We keep asking her where her babies are???!! Last Sunday the boys followed her all around the yard, and garage, trying to discover her hiding place.
I started to doubt whether she had really had them or not.
Then...last night....clean up my sewing room, I heard momma kitty purring and searched to find her...and her three little cute black baby kitties on the bottom shelf of my fabric stash, all cozy and warm. The babies look about 2 weeks old, eyes barely opened so sweet.
and now, I am under full court press, as my kids are trying every negotiating and bargaining trick to be able to keep them all.
when did i become the momma and not the child? I remember my love for kitties, and no number of kitties were too many. But now. I really feel, these three little kittens will need new homes.
Anyone want a sweet little black kitty in about 5 weeks? As soon as I can I will take pictures. Right now, it just looks like black balls of fur. :)
O God, I have tasted Your goodness,
and it has both satisfied me
and made me thirsty for more.
I am painfully conscious of my need of further grace.
I am ashamed of my lack of desire.
O God, the Triune God,
I want to want You;
I long to be filled with longing;
I thirst to be made more thirsty still.
Show me Your glory, I pray,
so I may know You indeed.
Begin in mercy a new work of love within me…
Give me grace to rise
and follow You up from this misty lowland
where I have wandered so long.
In Jesus’ name. Amen.
Some would gather money Along the path of life Some would gather roses, And rest from worldly strife. But I would gather children From among the thorns of sin, I would seek an ebony curl, And a wide and toothless grin. For money cannot enter In that land of endless day ,And roses that are gathered Soon will wilt along the way. But oh, the laughing children ,As I cross the sunset sea, And the gates swing wide to heaven ,I can take them in with me! ~Author Unknown~
“God wins us, not by shouting, beating us up, or starving us into submission, but by asking for an invitation to enter.
We are loved into surrender. The more we accept that he operates out of love for us, the more we will entrust ourselves to him.
Fénelon expresses this truth beautifully: "God is not a spy looking to surprise you. He is not an enemy lurking in the shadows to hurt you. God is your Father who loves you, and wants to help you if you will but trust in His goodness."