My cat, Bella, owns this neighborhood. Her reputation as Rodent Hunter is known far and wide. When other cats approach her, she quickly dispatches them, then has the gall to enter their homes to feast on their food! Although our new puppy will often try to test her, she thwarts every attempt with a hiss and a quick swipe of her claws.
The truly amazing thing about all of this is her size. She is, by far, the smallest, most petite cat around, not to mention that she wears a sparkly pink collar with a bell on it. Hardly a fitting image for one with the reputation and alias of Kitty Wahlberg.
This kitten has catitude, a word here which means that it's not the size of the cat in the fight, but the size of the fight in the cat that matters. She has confidence. No fear. Because she is always ready to engage, she frequently doesn't have to. Or, only has to once. I frequently catch her studying her reflection in the mirror. Does she see something the rest of us do not? Or is she giving herself a little kitty pep talk, "Think big to be big" or "You are more than what you have become."
I don't know too many of us who can walk as tall as Bella. Often, for me, I let my fears get in the way of everyday life. Even mouse-size difficulties can seem overwhelming at times. Is the answer just to see myself differently? Or to study my reflection thoughtfully, while telling myself how great I am?
Ultimately, those things will never help me overcome my fears. Yes, it may make me temporarily more confident, but if I'm only trusting in my own strength, eventually I will come up against a foe that's too big for me to handle alone.
Thankfully, I don't have to. I have my very own Lion of Judah standing with me. And, whatever He doesn't scare away, He will deal with decisively.
So, I guess I can have catitude too, knowing that beside me is the biggest Cat of all.
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
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