I Hate Cats… But I Still Love Mine

Lessons From Memory Lane #1

I Hate Cats... But I Love Mine!I recently rediscovered some things I wrote several years ago.  It’s been a joy to revisit those pieces.  Some are forever relevant, so I decided to start a series of “Lessons From Memory Lane” posts for your enjoyment.  The post that follows is titled, “I Hate Cats… But I Still Love Mine.”  Though I no longer have a cat, the message endures, because it’s a lesson on the nature of love itself.  Enjoy!

I Hate Cats… But I Still Love Mine

I really do hate cats.  I always have.  As a young boy, I was allergic to them, which probably didn’t help me to like them much, but beyond that, I never liked how sneaky they were, how they didn’t listen to commands (at least not in the way dogs do), and how they just stare at you, as if to say, “I’m in charge here.”

As an adult, I grew out of my allergy to cats.  I fell in love with a cat-lover.  I married her and we adopted two kittens of our own.  Sure, they were cute and cuddly, and they were fun to play with, but I very quickly grew tired of cleaning their dirt and the messes from their hairballs.  Almost nine years later, it’s rare that a week goes by that I don’t find some mess somewhere in the house.  It’s rarely on the hard floor, though the mess will be found right NEXT to the hard floor – on the carpet.  I am convinced it is some great cat conspiracy to drive me nuts.  On top of all that, I agree with the funny e-mail someone sent me recently, which said that cats try to kill their owners by scooting right beneath their feet as they are taking steps… and particularly when owners are ON steps.  Things of that sort bring me to my thoughts from this morning.

Why Tolerance?

There's Something So Much Better

Tolerance or Love?In layman’s terms, tolerance is putting up with something undesirable.  Now consider that tolerance might conceivably be current society’s most highly-esteemed value.  Think about that.  People of sound reason should ask, “Why tolerance?”

The meaning of tolerance today is not what it always was.  Today, it has more of a connotation of appreciation and embrace.  What does it appreciate?  Anything.  What does it embrace?  Everything.  People of faith know that’s not entirely accurate, though.  Those who most strongly espouse the modern notion of tolerance are prone to be quite intolerant of those who hold to the original meaning of the term.

Take their attitude toward Christians, for instance.  Christians work hard to eradicate social evils such as abortion, euthanasia, and so-called gay marriage, while simultaneously admitting that as long as this fallen world exists, evil of every kind will continue.  When certain evils are out of one’s personal control, a Christian tolerates them, but never accepts or embraces them.  They neither could nor should.  This position, held by the vast majority of people who ever lived, is found intolerable by so many today.  Modern “tolerators” even go so far as to call people like the Christians described above as ignorant, backward bigots.  Ironic.  Christians may be intolerant of actions, but those who espouse modern tolerance are actually intolerant of  and attack persons.

So what can you and I do in the face of what can only be described as something sinister?  I have a suggestion.