I don't know about you, but when things hit the dumper... I'm just cranky. Everyone has those kinds of days, but this has been that kind of week. It's Saturday evening and I am looking back over the past week and it has been one wild rollercoaster.
I never did like rollercoasters when I was younger, but when I was in Jr. High, my boyfriend, who I swear set the sun in the sky with his own two hands, asked me to ride one with him. I think I swallowed loud enough to be heard by the entire park and then squeaked out a yes. I would have walked over hot coals for him... which a ride on a rollercoaster was about the same thing in my book. I didn't want him to think I was a silly baby, I wanted him to enjoy being with me... so I sucked up my courage, prayed I wouldn't be sick all over my super-cool boyfriend, and got on.
It was the best ride in the whole, wide world. From that moment on, rollercoasters have been my favorite ride of all rides.
You know...it's amazing what a girl will do for a boy and it's amazing what a woman will do for a man. And vice versa. We will ride something that scares us to death just because we want to let the other one know how much they mean to us. We might do something reckless, something wild and wonderful, we might even do something that seems silly but at the time is the only way we can show our love in a tangible way.
Love does that to you. Emotions do it too. Your logical mind is the one that seems to pour ice water on all the hot feelings. (I think logical thinking is somewhat over-rated! It can be a real kill joy.) God wired us up to think AND to feel. We have to let the Spirit speak to us and to remind us when we are "feeling"... to do the "right/logical" thing. And the right thing is NEVER the easiest.
So, with that really long lead in.... I have to confess something. When I have been slammed by life, I look for some way to heal. After I moved into my apartment, I needed to tackle the sense of loneliness of coming home to an empty place: I got my cat. Miss B has been wonderful. Well, after this week, I needed something to help me pick myself back up and dust myself off. I needed to get over this really big speedbump. So, while my decision was not a logical one, is was a "feeling" one. I got another cat! Yes, something to love and cuddle and she is a little darling.
I have set a limit of two cats. They will be buddies for each other when I am gone, and then they will love me when I come home. Add one more cat and I become just another crazy cat lady... no can do! But two is acceptable. I see you shaking your heads, but hey! We all cope in our own ways. (wink) The main thing to do now is decide what to name her. She has a "show name" of (Raisin) Pie. I can't do it. I cannot call her "Pie." I am toying with several names... Zeba (favorite so far). Mazie. Heidi. Carmella... a Soprano's name! Well, if you have any suggestions, just let me know. I am in no hurry.
In the meantime, my kitties and I are going to put an end to this week. Tomorrow is Sunday, the Lord's day and I am going to worship with the saints, refill my bucket, and recharge my batteries. May all of my family and friends do the same.
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