I have two inherited outdoor cats. I also have a dog that does not like cats. Why am I telling you this? Because of the third feral cat that showed up on my doorstep.

See, this third cat knows that I feed my cats in my front patio area where my dog cannot get to them. He or she learned to finish off the food my cats were not eating.  Eventually, this cat started making my cats uncomfortable whenever they ate. You see, the cat hovered waiting for them to finish.

My solution to the problem was to start feeding the feral cat. At first, the cat would run across the street as soon as it saw me. Slowly, it would just move to the other side of the yard. I think it has figured out I will not hurt it, because now it just waits for me to put the food in front of it. This has been going on for months.

Here is where it got amusing for me. Even though I have actually pet it once or twice, it does not trust me enough to allow the contact. It tends to hiss at me when I appear to want to make personal contact. I kind of chuckle because it is coming to me to be fed.

Well, one morning after I had given it some food, I decided to return and it give it a little more. It had a little hissy fit. After I put the extra food down, it put its body over it to make sure I did not take it back.

I smiled to myself because I would not give the food to the cat only to take it back. Then, God got my attention. Are we any different from my dear feral cat? Do we come to Him for provision but resist any real contact? Do we enjoy what He provides but hiss at the thought that He might take it back?

Additionally, do we fear that one day He will not provide? Or, do we wonder if one day, like Job experienced, it will all be gone. Is our focus on the provision rather than the Provider? My dear feral cat is not interested in me, only with what I can provide. Are we any different?

Hopefully, we are. Hopefully, we are more interested in God than what He can provide.