Our new kitten plays fetch. Yes. Really.
This morning, as I repeatedly tossed her favorite stuffed mouse across the room and she brought it back to me, ready to run again, I had a few thoughts.
1 – She’s so cute!
2 – She has a lot of energy for 5:15 a.m. (She woke me up to play, so it’s a good thing she’s so cute and loveable.)
3 – It doesn’t matter to her that she’s a cat playing fetch.
She doesn’t know that the game of fetch makes me think of dogs in the park. Nor would she care because, you know, she’s a cat. Cats aren’t known for conforming. They march to their own beat. They don’t care what others think.
Wouldn’t that be nice? To not get caught up in what others think. To not be told we can’t do something because we don’t fit the mold. To not wear the label someone tries to pin on us.
It’s not a bad thing to be an individual and not care what others think.
It’s good—very good—to be who God made us to be. To value the skills and talents He has gifted us with. To not let others stop us from trying new things, no matter whether we fail or succeed.
If we stop trying, how will we know what we’re good at or what we love to do?
If she hadn’t brought that little brown mouse back to me, how would we know that fetch isn’t just for dogs?