I often begin my day with some time of silence. I think of it as sitting with Jesus and enjoying being with Him. I just sit, palms open, eyes closed, breathing, aware of Jesus with me. One morning, I was sitting quietly with Jesus and my beautiful, long-haired cat, Scarlett, jumped on my lap. She’s a little on the chubby side, so when she laid down over my hands, I could feel her soft, full, warm belly spilling over my lap. She immediately began to purr, tail swishing back and forth contentedly. This. This moment is wonderful. My heart is happy and I feel great love for this little creature on my lap. I sighed and said to Jesus apologetically, “I sure do love her. A lot. I know there are starving children in the world and lots of pain all around me… I feel guilty sometimes for loving my cat. But. I do.” I sighed again, and felt Jesus say to me, “So do I.” I was stunned! Really, Jesus? You love her, too? Immediately, tears came to my eyes. Could it be that I’ve been feeling guilt over something that I didn’t need to feel guilty about? Could it be that this warm, soft, comforting, purring creature is a gift? An expression of God’s grace and love?
Have you ever had a moment when you were shown a comforting truth that released false guilt?