Pussy

This morning when I came out to my computer, our darling, little black and white cat, Lucy, was scatching to come in the back door. When I let her in she came immediately and jumped on my lap here.

Her little face looked up at mine and she would not budge from that position until I had looked back into her eyes and chatted a few minutes, scatching her chin and patting her pretty head. She just wanted me to look into her face and talk gently. Then she was fine to go check out her food dish.

I want to be like that with my heavenly Father. My morning tendency is to hop out of bed and do "just one quick errand" before getting myself satisfied with the Lord first.

One of George Mueller's secrets to his great life of faith was a similar activity to our Lucy's with me, her mistress. He made certain that he spent time in God's Word first thing upon rising, followed by prayer (not the reverse order) until he was "happy in the Lord."

Only then was he ready to enter his day and have the capacitiy to feed and clothe the many orphan children he took in. Only then was he able to become the man everyone now looks to as the one who never asked a penny of others.

Like the Levites of Israel, who were not given any Land as their inheritance, Mueller recognized that he had no real inheritance, not anywhere on this planet. That God was his Portion and God alone.