False prophets

I know I know I know, I have not been At All around.  I'm sorry.  You think you're hard-done-by?  Try being one of my actual real-life friends that I am neglecting.

That is a whole other story though.

Remember my Cat of Redemption (link)?  Dang it, it really would help to have a picture.  Mum, Dad, C, Rich - if you are out there anywhere could you email me a pic of Tilly and Abby together please?  It is high time I illustrated this point.

Anywho.  CofR (aka Tilly) is an all-black cat and Abby is black and white with the white being mostly on her belly.  One time a dear friend of mine Miss Love came over and she met Tilly... she then saw Abby on a chair later and said oh there's The Cat of Redemption again.  Ehr Ehr! (quiz show fail noise).  From that moment onwards Abs has had the rather unfortunate name of "The Cat of False Prophecy".  (Kitty the fluffy tabby feels rather left out.)

It is SO easy to take a fabulous analogy - like, I don't know, a pertinent song or a car - and think it means something.  A friend of mine did that once.  She fancied a boy who had her dream car: it was in her favourite colour and the make had brilliant adverts.  That, coupled with a memorable moment of eye contact and a shared taste in music, had her smitten.  Perhaps you might want to say smote as it wasn't really a good thing.

We were in my car the other week behind the very same model of car and it prompted a memory; and a revelation.  The boy thing never worked out and the car (and song) were always a bit of a frustration for her - why did it even have to be like that?  Why fall at all, with such small but darling details to now have to let go of??  My thought was that perhaps God sometimes let people see small "signs", from which they inevitably infer big wrong things, because working through all of the resentment and pain the lesson comes out that people are, in fact, emotional and pattern forming creatures who often see what they want to see.

This might not sound very hopeful from a blog that seeks to find something in everything!  However, it is important if one is seeking out the truth and not a projected ideal. Care must be taken when looking for answers; if not, when the lights come on and you realise it was just a fiction, hearts can get hardened rather than wisdom increased.

So the false prophecy was actually a real analogy!  Everything is significant, just not always in the way we expect or want it to be. I think Abby probably feels a lot better about her name now.  I know my friend finds it easier to let go... Having a purpose to pain always helps, I find.