The greatest is love.
~1 Corinthians 13:13
“I’m making progress, God,” I said and pointed from my bedroom to Mitties, one of the feral cats, curled up on my daybed in the den.
“They are learning to trust you,” God said.
“I wish that they would trust me enough so that they would want to stay inside on these cold nights. If they could just trust that I love them and that I’ll take care of them, they would be better off,” I said.
“You’re preaching to the choir,” God said.
“Oh, of course,” I said.
“Yes, but I’m patient,” God answered. “I keep loving and loving and loving some more.”
“I’m glad that I’m learning to trust your love.”
“I’m glad too, Sparrow.”
“It’s not always easy,” I confessed.
“Please be patient with me when I falter in my faith,” I asked.
“Always, God answered.
“Thank you,” I said and got up and stoked the fire in the potbelly stove. Soon Mitties would wander back out the kitchen door I had left open for him, but until then, I was happy that he is learning to trust me—just as I’m learning to trust God. It’s all about love.