“But I have trusted in your steadfast love; my heart shall rejoice in your salvation. I will sing to the Lord, because he has dealt bountifully with me.” Psalm 13:5,6 (ESV)
A Black Cat’s Lament
How long will I live in this shelter?
How long will I be abandoned?
How long will I be left alone in the midst of the homeless and stray?
Consider my request for a home, don’t let the tabbies and torties gloat over me.
Remember me when you are seeking to take an orphaned kitty home.
In honor of Friday the 13th, my mind went to black cats and their plight. It has been shown that black cats are less than half as likely to be adopted from a shelter as other cats. So if they were able to speak, I imagine they would cry the lament above or something similar. It is unfair that something they had no control over is keeping them from finding a home. These cats have much to lament about.
While most of us have plenty to be thankful about including a place to call home and a family who loves us. Haven’t we like the poor black cats and the psalmist lamented in our loneliness and shared feelings of abandonment? The psalmist laments,
“How long, O Lord? Will you forget me forever? How long will you hide your face from me?” Psalm 13:1
What did we do to cause these feelings? There isn’t always an obvious answer. We might feel lonely in a crowded room of people who care about us. Or we might feel abandoned in the midst of a loving family. And we cry out to the only one who might understand. “How long, Lord?”
Sure, there are times where a correlation between our feelings and the events in our life exists. When illness or tragedy or physical abandonment sends us reeling into the darkness, we do feel alone. During those times, we still call out to God and plead to know “How long will you hide your face from me?”
The black cat must sit and wait for someone to come and rescue it. It’s lament will continue until it’s savior comes. However, our Savior has come. The psalmist writes where our hope comes from,
“But I have trusted in your steadfast love; my heart shall rejoice in your salvation. I will sing to the Lord, because he has dealt bountifully with me.”
Our hope comes from the steadfast love of God and in this we can rejoice. Our lament turns to singing when we trust in our Savior, the one who died and rose again for us. And through whom we have now been rescued to an abundant life.
Praise God for his many mercies! Go adopt a black cat!