Job 10:5

Are your days as those of a mortal?

   Are your years as those of a person?

 

We have had our cats for about three and a half years and apparently, they are growing older. By that I mean, they had both evolved new ways to annoy us. One acts more and more like a dog crying to get let outside. One more and more comes to me like a dog. One makes the rug near the door smell bad; over and over; even while we watch. One pulls bookmarks out of my books. The question I heard: Are they bringing us enough joy?

“Days” was also “lifespan”, “mortal” was also “human”, and in one source the term “short” was added to days. No real meaningful changes in any.

I threw in person rather than human or other mundane options. Human is probably best. One source through in brief, again unnecessary. The one difference in poetry was the option to say are your years like the years of a human. I did not notice before, but the first stitch had that as well.

 

Are your days as the days of a mortal?

   Are your years as the years of a human?

 

That looks better.

I remember when we made the little kid sign a promise to feed and clean the kitty litters every day in order to have a cat. She was too young to get it, but she wants a pet. I look at these pets and try to see the perspective of God in these verses. Cats are not as smart as people. We are not as smart as God. Cats do not have the same boundaries as people. We do not have the same boundaries as God. God knows we fall short, and He knows that it can be no other way. He loves us anyway and has made a path for us to overcome this gap and live eternally with Him. I’m not thinking the cats can live with us eternally, and I have no way to get them to overcome their issues, but somehow, I have to let love cover over their flaws. It is the same with people about me. I need to let love, God’s love, allow me to engage with the flawed people God has placed in my path.

 

(Written 12/3, Posted 12/10, Job 213)