Don’t be a Bully (Don’t Box God In)

Today is my cat Oliver’s 6th birthday. Cosette seemed lonely being the only kitten in the house, so I decided she needed company. So on December 3, 2000, I got the only cat left at the pet store. (Yes, I know better now and will only get animals from the shelter from now on.)
Oliver is a sweet boy and a loving snuggle bug. He is, however, very territorial. In the almost 6 years since he has been with me, he has been to the vet three times for infected bites from fights he has gotten into. He is even a bit of a bully with my other cats and fully believes he is the king of the castle. It makes me frustrated and I’m always telling him that it’s wrong to be a bully. He just says, “meow!.”
Even if we don’t throw a punch or verbally assault someone, I know we are all guilty of being bullies. I think we mostly bully not by violence, but by various forms of manipulation. I am an admitted pouter. Not only with the humans in my life, but with God. I will barely speak to Him or swear He doesn’t love me when things don’t go my way. Unfortunately, things very rarely go my way. So I have to learn (still learning) to not be a spoiled brat and love God just for being God. If I refuse to learn this lesson I am going to waste way too much of my life in a perpetual frown. Not very attractive, and not pleasing to God at all. Therefore I will do my best to not box God into my little world, or bully Him into my way of thinking. He is, after all, the Creator of all that has ever existed. So I would say it’s my turn to sit back and let Him take control.
P.S. When I wrote about my cat Cosette on her b-day, I mentioned that’s she was sick. Well, now she’s at the vet so they can perform a bunch of blood work and may have to do x-rays. The estimated bill they gave me was $366.00, and they won’t accept partial payments. Again, if any one is reading this, please pray for Cosette, but also that God will some how help with my finances as this will eat up all but $210 of my paycheck.