“I wait for the LORD, my soul doth wait, and in his word do I hope. My soul waiteth for the LORD more than they that watch for the morning: I say, more than they that watch for the morning.” Psalm 130:5-6 KJV
Snowball came to us, just after Christmas, as a tiny ball of white fur, eyes just open. She spent the first weeks of domestic life in a box at the foot of my bed, safe from the rough curiosity of my four brothers.
The kitten grew and by summer was following me on all of my adventures. My sleek, white shadow trailed me as I did my chores, walked through the woods, played games with my brothers and sat on my bed reading a book. More than once she gave me away in a game of hide-and-seek, but I didn’t really mind. Snowball was my best friend and constant companion.
Before I was ready, the whole summer was gone. The house smelt of new paper, pencils, erasers and crayons. Snowball noticed the change and eyed me curiously. I tried to explain, but I was sure that she didn’t understand. As I prepared for my first day of school, Snowball wrapped her slender body around my ankles and purred. I scooped her up just as Mom called from the front door. I was going to miss the bus if I didn’t get going. Wiggling free, Snowball beat me to the front door where my three school-aged brothers were waiting.
“You can’t take her with you,” my oldest brother gloated.
My mother shooed us out the door. Snowball slipped from the house before my mom could close her in.
As my brothers and I walked down the road and up the hill toward the bus stop, Snowball followed close behind. She didn’t stop to harass the frogs at the edge of the pond, or chase mice through the hay field.
“Send that cat home.” my brother ordered, “She’s going to get hit by a car.”
I tried, but the cat wouldn’t go. When the bus finally came, Snowball got in the end of the line, but didn’t try to get on the bus. Instead she sat at the edge of the road and watched us drive away. I worried about Snowball all day. I couldn’t help worrying. My brother made sure of that. That afternoon, the bus brought us right back to our spot, right back to Snowball who had faithfully sat in that same spot all day. I was greeted with a lick and a purr, and then Snowball led the way home.
Snowball waited faithfully for the bus to bring me back from school. She knew that if the bus took me away, it would bring me back again. She was not disappointed. Just like Snowball we are waiting for the return of the Lord. He won’t disappoint us. He promises in His word that He is coming again. Even so Lord come quickly!
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