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The tale of the fox who became a cat, and then became a fox again.
Wednesday, January 6, 2016 13:24
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The tale of the fox who became a cat, and then became a fox again.
Sitting by my window I can see the garden. My garden is brightly coloured, adorned with flowers that sport many shades. I delight in this treasure that is my garden, the joy it brings me thrills my heart. I watch this early evening as the sun drops from the sky, its falling rays shoot out an orange glow upon the garden. Then I saw the visitor to the garden in the corner of my eye. It moved quickly, slinking forwards, moving towards the rose bush that spreads out in the middle of the garden. It was a fox, I could see the points of its ears, the swish of its tail, the slender dog like body, that disappeared into the folds of the roses. This fox barked, a whining, soulless cry, it was on a mission. The fox, a relentless ball of unkempt hair, seeking its destination, and here in my garden, it had arrived. The animal emerged seconds later but to my surprise it was now a cat, a bushy tailed, regal, sleek being, that walked so softly on its paws. It came to a comfortable stop and leisurely sat down, it purred contently. It cleaned itself, without it seemed a worry in the world, exuding to my eye, a care free stance; sticking out its tongue, and lavishing great care, the cat licked its own fur. The frantic fox, all movement and guile that had entered my garden had become a serene, contented cat. The cat turned, facing me, looking up to where I sat. Then it turned, and went back to the rose bush, and I could no longer see it. As I watched and had lost sight of the cat, it emerged again all of a sudden, but now it had become a fox again, all business like and purposeful. It raced across the grass and fled the garden through a hole in the fence on the far side. The fox who had become a cat was now a fox again! I see the fox many times in my waking day; frantic, rushing around, never contented, it haunts me, taunts me too. I welcome the cat, soft and soothing, gentle and carefree!
(Based upon the parable of Martha and Mary. Luke 10:38-42)
Source: http://humblepiety.blogspot.com/2016/01/the-tale-of-fox-who-became-cat-and-then.html
