After we headed home, Snipp held out his hand and said, "Smell, Mom!" Phew! He stank. It was the same dead smell we smelled near the woodpile where the kitten was finally rescued. We concluded that who ever he was traveling with must have gotten injured and crawled in the woodpile to die. The faithful kitten must have stayed with his companion quite awhile after it died. The little fellow stank like death even though he was a healthy kitten.
Isn't like just like us??
We don't recognize sin as sin. It is our travel companion. James tells us when sin is finished it bringeth forth death. We hang around it until we reek of it. Even after we are rescued, we stink and rebel. Not realizing the wonderful blessings we have been given. He gives a new life! The Lord lovingly holds us, not minding the stink, as He gives us comfort.
I can learn a few things from a cute, stinky kitty:
- Hanging around sin will make me stink. Call sin sin and depart from it.
- Reaching out to help others may be a stinky job. Jesus did it for me, I can do it for HIM.
- Don't lash out at Christ when life doesn't seem to be going so well. (Don't lash out at other loved ones either.)
- When life seems to go from bad to worse, the LORD might be in the middle of rescuing me from something I didn't know I needed rescuing from.
- When I feel afraid, lonely, stinky or hungry (spiritually), Jesus will hear my cry and come to me.