Some of you know about one of my best friends in the whole world – Ramone. Ramone is my cat. He’s a gray and white tuxedo cat that I took from being an outside-only mini-farm cat to fat spoiled inside-only cat. Ramone helps me to unravel some of the secrets of the universe. He helped me with one in particular this morning.
I recently moved in with a friend of mine, so we’ve been trying to get the hang of living together. Of course, Ramone had to come with me. Upon entering the house, Ramone had to explore everything. In this process, he made my roommate’s giant flatscreen TV wobble like it was in the breeze. This made my roommate paranoid and he asked me to keep Ramone in my room while I wasn’t in the house and in my room at night. I kindly agreed – especially with the last part because he happens to be an amazing bed warmer on these chilly nights. Since changing to a new job this week, Ramone was spending more and more time cooped in my room and I was noticing that he was becoming periodically aggressive – something completely unlike Ramone. After fearing that he had rabies (did I mention that I’m a hypochondriac?), my vet told me that this was probably Ramone’s way of lashing out from being locked in my room. I told my roommate that Ramone has to be allowed to have free access to common living areas of the house at all times of day or else we’ll be living with a grumpy cat. I explained that if Ramone damages any of his property, I will kindly pay for it. I was happy, but Ramone was ecstatic.
Last night, for the first time I had stayed in the house, I left my bedroom door open on purpose. Ramone was free to roam the entire house all night long. He probably could have gotten away with the equivalent of murder during those night hours if he had really wanted to. Still, I was surprised. Even though I had left the door wide open and Ramone realized this, he chose to stay with me – in my bed, nestled against my side. Zero aggression.
Upon waking up to realization, it made me think of our relationship with God. God has created each one of us unique. He has given us freewill and sent us into the world to do whatever we want. Many people relish in the fact that they’re really free to partake in all of the carnal pleasures this world has to offer – some actually do get away with murder (in this world, anyways). Because this planet is so free and open, this makes returning to God that much more meaningful for those who decide to do so. When we return, though it is a life without as many scandalous pleasures to partake in, it’s warm – zero aggression. On the flip side of the coin some choose to live as though the door is never open. While this is the safest route, it takes away from the weight of the return. We don’t have to shun the world in order to take part in the warmth of God, but simply realize that it’s there and though it’s there, decide to enjoy the company of our Creator.