As Independent As Cats

We’re as independent as cats,
And we lived our lives on our own
Till we meowed at God’s door
And Jesus Christ took us in,
Took us in, took us in.

Jesus bandaged all of our wounds,
And He made His house our new home.
Ignoring we were just strays,
He treated us as His own,
As His own, as His own.

Though we love our Master so much,
We’re still independent as cats.
We run and play under foot
And paw at fish in the tank,
In the tank, in the tank.

When He calls us, we may just yawn;
When he pets us, we may jump down.
We nip His toes as He sleeps
And we knock plants from the shelf,
From the shelf, from the shelf.

We sun in the window and watch
All the strays Christ wants to bring in;
Then we slink off and we sulk,
Because He loves them all, too,
He loves them, too, He loves them, too.

We’re as independent as cats,
And we lived our lives on our own
Till we meowed at God’s door. . .

About This Song:
This song is one my most unusual ones. I mean, the very idea of comparing ourselves as Christians to stray cats who’ve found a perfect home. How insulting!

And it’s not as if Christians are actually God’s “pets,” either.

But if you get past those objections, I think you’ll find some pretty apt points. Before becoming Believers, we stray and live our lives our own way. Once we become Christians, we’re assured of a permanent place in Heaven, where we will live under God’s eternal care and protection. Not to mention having His loving care while we’re still living on earth.

But do we always behave? Do we always do the things God expects of us? Do we always show our appreciation of Him? Do we always treat Him with the love and respect He deserves?

Not me. No matter how good my intentions, I’m like the apostle Paul, who wrote that in spite of his desire to do good, he still ended up doing bad things.

We should rejoice whenever another sinner comes into God’s family. While we’re not apt to act like Jonah, who griped at God for saving the people of Nineveh after he preached there rather than destroying them, we sometimes feel that way when some really evil person claims to have become a Christian. We don’t want to believe it and we don’t want him or her to be our equal in God’s sight.

A long time ago I read a novel that pointed out that each of us is God’s favorite person. He doesn’t love anyone more–or less–than He does anyone else. So there’s no need for jealousy.

There’s more to think about in this song than you possibly thought at first. Please feel free to leave a comment.

Free lead sheets (lyrics, tune, and chords) are available for many of my songs. Click on the Lead Sheets tab at the top of this page to see whether one is available for this song. Videos for many of my songs, some recorded at home and some at our church’s nursing home ministry, can be accessed at my website, RogerBruner.com, under the Listen tab.

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Best regards,
Roger

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About Roger E. Bruner

Seventy-four-year-old Roger E. Bruner is the author and publisher of eighteen Christian novels and the writer of more than two hundred Christian songs and choruses, a handful of musical dramas, and a number of shorter works. He sings, plays guitar and bass, and records his original songs in his home studio. He will be active in his church's nursing home ministry again when circumstances permit and in the church choir when it starts up again. In the meantime he'll keep playing bass on the praise team. Married for seventeen years to Kathleen, he has one grown daughter. Kathleen has two. Roger enjoys reading, moderate exercise, photography and book cover design (he's done all of his own except for Rosa No-Name), playing Snood, making walking sticks, and complaining about the state of the nation while continuing to pray for it.
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