013_GOD'S CREATURES

I have two animals. A mother cat and daughter kitten. I am not afraid that they might have too much respect for »my Will« and forget their own. I mostly respect their will - and love doing it every time. My God is a servant of mankind, not a dictator.

He kisses the ground where we walk! He speaks about the respect he has for us, for the man, for Mankind, for all living creatures… I could speak for hours about how he feels for us, how sorry He is that only now He understands his Creation and how sorry He is that this didn't, couldn't, happen before. He understands us like I understand my kittens. In the beginning I didn't understand them. I only loved them. But loving them now is a different »loving« from the loving before! It is different, a deeper kind of loving them and it contains all kinds of contents and feelings… that weren't there before. 

There is no perfection!

Perfection doesn't exist.

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Well - my kittens are perfect!

They are perfect for me. I love them and I can't stop watching them. How beautiful they are. I tell them: you are my sweethearts, you are perfect! I don't need more perfection than I get from you.

They master everything. They know everything a momma cat should know for her life. Everything I never learned from my mother I learned from my cat. From mother cat and her daughter kitten. 

Must have been some strange coincidence when my cat decided to adopt me as her cub. Hormones? Mother instinct?

Absence of fear or simply feeling safe?

After she nursed her little one she would come to me while I was asleep and controlled my breathing! When I opened my eyes - she was there close to my face watching me… When she saw my eyes open – she was satisfied and she'd go about her business. 

She cared for me. She cared for me like I was her baby.

I never felt such an exquisite feeling of belonging before this happened. A lovely feeling that I was hers. She adopted me, showed me I was her baby. It was a gift, a compliment!

That's how I was receiving these sensations coming from her. They taught me a lot, my animals. But, I am not objective here, not objective at all when I say they are perfect.

They are perfect for me. Nobody demands perfection of me now. Nor do I ask it from the others.

My God doesn't demand it from me. And I don't demand it from Him. But still… My God is often saying: You are ALL mine and you are ALL perfect in my eyes…. and I (that's how My God describes Himself to me) I am not perfect, neither do I want to be perfect… Then I adopt Him and say to Him (like I often say to my kittens), but you ARE perfect! 
To me you are perfect. I am responsible for you!

And He knows what I mean.