I know it’s horrible to say, but I never wanted Bailey to begin with.

He was a product of divorce who needed a home. So when my ex-husband and his wife were in the middle of a divorce, the product of their marriage was sort of up for grabs. She was moving across country and couldn’t take him with her. He couldn’t take him either.

My kids had lived through our divorce, and now (then really, as it was 5-7 years ago) their father and  step mother were divorcing. It was hard to watch.

Really hard.

I thought one more loss would be too much for them. So Bailey came to live with us.

He can be endearing, like when he snuggles into my hair. But he can be so demanding. Like tonight (or any time). Demanding to have his needs met and not backing down for one minute until he gets what he wants.

But that’s a cat for you.

Bailey the Cat in the PlanterTonight, while he was annoying the heck out of me, meowing to be fed, I thought of the story Jesus told about the persistent neighbor. Like the neighbor, he said we should be persistent in our prayers.

I think I could learn a lesson or two. Ask. Seek. Knock.

How about you?
What are you asking God for? How are you seeking Him? What doors are you knocking on?

Oh, and for the record, Bailey is still meowing. And annoying. And I wouldn’t trade him for anything. I actually love that cat.