Have you ever watched a cat play with a mouse. They bat it around with their paws. They let it run just far enough that it thinks it has made a way of escape – only to find itself being pulled by the tail back to its captor. They carry it around – drop it – pick it back up again. They pretend to ignore it – then pounce just as it tries to make a run for it.
It’s a pretty entertaining show….for everyone but the mouse.
Sometimes the walk of faith feels like this to me. I’m knocked around – toyed with – oblivious to the size and true power of that which holds me – and dangerously safe unless the cat gets carried away.
Good thing I trust the cat.
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