There she is. Just a tortie thinking deep tortie thoughts. Contemplating the unfathomable mysteries of all things feline. Perhaps dreaming of her next snack.

Man, I’d give just about anything to be a cat for a day. To sleep all day and have people bring me snacks and pet me and tell me I’m a good little boy. I settle for watching Peanut when she’s napping. It’s one of the most peaceful and calming things to watch a cat sleeping, with no cares or worries.

I may not be a cat, but I can learn how to rest with no cares or worries. Jesus said for me to take His yoke, for it is light and easy to bear. He said to cast all my cares and worries on Him because He cares for me. He said to come to Him when I am weary and overburdened and I will find real rest for my soul.

I may not can transform into a feline, but over a lifetime I can learn the unhurried rhythms of grace and how to slow down and to rest in my Father’s care.