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Immediately the boy’s father exclaimed, “I do believe; help me overcome my unbelief!” Mark 9:24

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Guarded


I recently read somewhere that God sends His angels to protect us from many dangers during the day.  How would we revere God if we could see a flashback of our day and how many times we were saved from danger?

Our cats have a battery-operated motion toy.  It is about 12″ in diameter with a motor in the middle of a fabric skirt.  There is a little arm that moves left and right randomly and at different speeds.  The end of the arm used to have feathers, but the cats tore them off when they first got it.  Now there is some yarn-like strings that move about catching their attention.  This is a perfect distraction toy for our Amos as he tends to stalk Zoe a lot and she lets out blood-curdling screams like a woman walking through a haunted house.  A bit annoying, especially when this happens at 2 AM under our bed.

I noticed the batteries dying out last night as Amos played with it and I told him I would change the batteries today.  Don’t let cats fool you; they remember what you tell them.  This morning he was pawing at the toy and I had changed the batteries as promised.  He played with that toy while laying in a sunbeam and playing with an additional toy.  It was a really cute cat moment.

When he walks away from the toy, I turn it off.

As I was getting ready to run an errand this afternoon, he was pawing at the toy again.  Knowing I would be leaving within minutes, I caved in and turned the toy on for him.  I don’t like leaving it run without supervision, so I gave him a couple of minutes to play as I puttered around the house.  As I turned off the toy, I gave him a pat on the head and headed out the door.

I believe God sent his angels to protect me as I waited for Amos to play with his toy.  You see, I set my GPS to my destination but decided to take a different highway route than what was indicated.  I knew generally where I was going, but street of the final destination was not as familiar and I felt more comfortable with the GPS for that purpose.  As I neared the exit from the highway, I saw a police car, with its flashers on, sitting behind a car that was in an accident.  The second car in the accident was off to the other side of the highway.  I think there may have been an accident up ahead of this one as the traffic was starting to back up close to this exit.

I wonder if I would have been in that accident had I not stopped to let Amos play with his toy?  Some people might think I am overthinking this, but I believe God was watching over me today.  I ran a second errand on my way home to buy birdseed at my favorite garden store.  When I got home, I saw a live news video on Facebook an hour later and they were talking about a water main break near that store.  The ground broke open in the street and water gushed out.  I was spared that problem too.

Now you can say that recently you read somewhere that God sends His angels to protect us from many dangers during the day.  How would you revere God if you could see a flashback of your day and how many times you were saved from danger?

Thank you, God, for watching over me and sending your angels to my rescue. 

Psalm 91:11-12

For he will command his angels concerning you to guard you in all your ways; they will lift you up in their hands, so that you will not strike your foot against a stone.

Daily Prompt: What Is My Worst Quality


Finding just one aspect of myself that I consider to be my worst quality is hard because I am human; I am flawed in many ways. I will become top-shelf quality when I die as my soul will reunite with my creator. However, while in my physical body, I must be honest and admit that I am a wasteful person.

I am wasting precious time on this earth hoarding my skills and talents because I let fear keep me in its grip. God has given me a nurturing and caring personality, but I find myself being cold and careless with His creation. God has given me a creative mind, but I remain in a career that does not recognize or fertilize this gift. I waste time sitting on my hands calling it writer’s block even though my dream is to write a book. I make more excuses than I do plans; I waste precious time with family and friends.

It is not easy to admit that waste is my worst quality. I am ashamed to call this to the forefront of all my flaws. The good thing is, now that I have this out in the open, I can evaluate what is going on and start to make changes.

Can you be honest with yourself today and call out your worst quality?

Psalm 23:4 New International Version (NIV)
Even though I walk
through the darkest valley,[a]
I will fear no evil,
for you are with me;
your rod and your staff,
they comfort me.

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Secret Stash


 

Five-thirty in the morning or in the evening, it doesn’t matter.  My cats know it is time to eat their wet food.  Before Mojo was adopted into the family, it was never a concern to leave a half-finished bowl of food on the floor for the cats to snack on if they had not finished it all in one sitting.  With Mojo, it is a different story.

 

The morning feeding scenario:  My alarm (from across the room) rings and I get out of bed, hit the snooze once and crawl back into bed.  The cats understand that it is not time to wake up yet.  The second time the alarm rings, the cats may stretch and move their position on the bed.  By the third time the alarm rings, I make it my official wakeup call and I head for the kitchen where 16 paws, 8 eyes, and 4 hungry tummies follow me.  As a herd, we make our way to the unopened can of food and food bowls waiting on the counter.  One can of food is evenly divided into 4 servings.  Each cat is given their bowl in an order determined by Mojo. 

 

Mojo’s background is purely street-cat.  In fact, he came from our very own neighborhood.  Being a street-cat, Mojo had to fend for himself and he tends to eat like he may never eat again.  He does not chew his food, he inhales it.  He has been known to push the other cats out of their food bowls and help himself to seconds, thirds and fourths.  This is new behavior to the other three cats.  However, Zoe has a secret stash of nourishment.

 

Zoe is small enough to sit on top of our round, stainless-steel kitchen trash can.  She has indicated to us a while back that she would like her meals there.  She realized that Mojo does not comprehend she dines there and she can leave her food and come back to it at her leisure.  She manages her nourishment without having to be concerned with Mojo and his feeding frenzy. 

 

Do you have a secret stash of nourishment?  I am not talking about hiding food for snacking on when nobody is looking.  I am talking about Biblical nourishment.  Hide the Word of God in your heart for those moments in life when sinful temptations over-shadow you or when satan thinks he can have a feeding frenzy on your soul.  God wants to reside in your heart; it is the closest one-on-one contact He can have with you.     

 

Zoe can be fed from her secret stash any time of day she chooses because she knows where it is hidden. When God’s word is hidden in your heart, you too can be nourished any time of the day you choose. God will always be there.

 

Psalm 119:11

I have hidden your word in my heart that I might not sin against you.

 

Proverbs 3:3

Let love and faithfulness never leave you; bind them around your neck, write them on the tablet of your heart.

 

Proverbs 4:20-22

My son, pay attention to what I say; turn your ear to my words.  Do not let them out of your sight, keep them within your heart; for they are life to those who find them and health to one’s whole body.

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