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Friday, April 16, 2010

an angry kitten

Ella lost her old cat, Mordecai. He just disappeared, so we have no idea what happened to him.

However, we have a new kitten. She couldn’t stand it any longer so she got another. His name is Gamaliel.

If you remember, Gamaliel was the great rabbi in the first century that was Paul’s seminary teacher. He was also the one that said that it was worthless to try to punish the Christians out of existence (Acts 5:34). He reasoned that if they were real, you couldn’t stop them. If they weren’t, they would soon fall apart.

There is no connection between the great Pharisee of the first century and our kitten. We just liked the name.
What is funny is when he becomes indignant over something. There is nothing funnier than an angry kitten.

In the mall the other day, there was a little girl who was angry that she didn’t get something she wanted. She stomped over to her mother (rather ineffective on concrete floors) and had a frown on her face. It made me laugh, because she looked like the kitten when he doesn’t get his way.

In another mall a couple of years ago, there was a young couple with a small child who decided to throw a temper tantrum. The child did, that is, no the young couple.

He fell to the floor screaming and rolling. The mother walked off and the father just stood and looked at him on the floor. After a minute, the father reached out his foot and kind of prodded the child, as if he were just some interesting curiosity. After a minute or two, he walked off, too. The child realized he was alone, got up and went after them.

I felt like applauding them. Too many people let their kids rule their lives. When that happens, the children grow up to think they are the center of the universe.

We are like that when we get angry. When Job got angry at God, God never really reprimanded him, but just kind of ignored him. It was as if God was saying, there are some things out of your pay scale, that you don’t understand.

Most kids don’t, and the kitten sure doesn’t. They’ll learn.

And I hope we do too.

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