One day I looked out the window and saw our cat, Willow, teasing a small mole as it made its way across the front yard. Willow was following close behind and every so often would give the mole a gentle tap with her paw. Going to the door, I called the cat and she came running, much to the pleasure of the beleaguered mole.
O that we would leave our silly pursuits behind when our Master calls and bids us follow Him.
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