I saw the fox this morning. The one the neighbors would desire to just go away. He’s got an appetite for cats.
He sat against the tree line. Still and listening with those great ears, he patiently waited to find some prey. He turned his head my direction as I had made the slight sound of a shuffled sock on the deck. Then he turned silently and walked like air back into the woods.
Later I watched a cat walk along that same stretch of woods. It looked ahead, left, right, behind. And eventually walked like air into the woods. “Bad choice”, I whispered.
Was it really a bad choice? Did the cat realize what had sat just a few feet away an hour ago? And, given the situation, did the cat really have a choice?
We do what we do according to what we know. And once we make a choice it’s done. Did we really have a choice? We consider everything we know to do. Yet, how often do we find our choices were wrong. Did we give every option its proper due? Surely we heard the whisper of God’s directing. Did we recognize the Lord’s word?
By His Grace.
- To Be Prey or Pray, It’s a Choice! (stopcomparingme.wordpress.com)