"For a just man falleth seven times, and riseth up again: but the wicked shall fall into mischief."

"Be truly glad. There is wonderful joy ahead!"

Dear God,

I really like this music video, because it's about cats:



I hope you like it too. Here are the lyrics, just so you know it's Christian:

Does anybody hear her? Can anybody see?
Or does anybody even know she's going down today
Under the shadow of our steeple
With all the lost and lonely people
Searching for the hope that's tucked away in you and me
Does anybody hear her? Can anybody see?

She is running a hundred miles an hour in the wrong direction...

Although I can't run that fast, I really relate to the girl in this song. When I listen to this song, it gives me the same feeling I get when there's a place for me. In Jesus' name I pray,

Amen

"If they reject your offer of peace and try to fight, surround their town and attack."

"For that which befalleth the sons of men befalleth beasts."

Dear God,

I've been thinking a lot about death these days with my first 'New York winter' coming up. People make winter in this city sound like its going to be The End of Days (I wish!).

And with thoughts of death, obviously come thoughts about my legacy. Luckily, the good people at Kitty Limericks have just the thing.


They honor dead cats by writing limericks about them. For example, this gem here:

Pierre just loved to climb in trees.
He scampered through the branches with ease.
He got kidney stones,
Which hurt down to his bones.
Now he's at the Bridge, climbing the trees.

I want mine to be something like:

There once was a cat named 'Buster'
Who was known for his faith and his muster.
God made him a saint
Without a complaint
And now he will live in the glory of God forever with Jesus Christ, our loving Lord and Savior.

Anyway, another thing I found out about on the cat-blogosphere these days is that Miss Peach and Mickey just got married!


There's a lot to be said about the importance of traditional marriage in this country, but I think I'll save my breath for another prayer. That said, may you bless Miss Peach and Mickey in their holy union.

Amen

"Many coastlands were your market; ivory tusks and ebony they brought as your payment."

"Thou shalt have no other gods before me." (The 1st Commandment)

Dear God,

I just found out that Copernicus is a Buddhist.


I consider myself a tolerant Christian, and so I'm just going to send out my prayers in hopes that they will heal him.


I still think he's a good guy. But I hope he sees the light before The End of Times comes around, seeking out cats that haven't found their way to you, O Lord.

Amen

"It is hard for thee to kick against the pricks."

Dear God,

When I was looking through some of my owners' old stuff, I found these pictures of other pets that have been in their life. And I don't like them. For example, take this excuse for a "cat":

1. SAPPHO
This is my mommy's old daughter from back when she was living with Aunt Diana. Sappho is obviously a homosexual.

I think I might be a little more accepting of that if she weren't also short-haired. I'm not a racist or anything. I'm just saying, her coat isn't particularly fluffy, and it makes her look even more like a lesbian.

Jessica's, I mean mommy's, other old pet:

2. ROXY
IS A DOG. I don't even know what to say to that. It just makes the hair on the back of my neck stand straight up. And then I extend my claws. And then I start to hiss.

Last, but not least, is my daddies' old cat from when they were living with Aunt Claire and Aunt Vicky:

3. COPERNICUS
He's okay. Look at him praying. A man after my own faith.

May you strike down the wicked, and raise up your chosen ones to the height of the Lord. And may you name me 'God's Best Cat.' In Jesus' name I pray,

Amen