One Scared Cat, One Blessed Individual

The men were back out today working on the floor. While they were here I believe that the official indoor cat Cricket may have lost at least one of her lives.

They had finished the floor in the bedroom and came into the living room to tear up the old carpet. This carpet was glued to plywood that was nailed to the main flooring. To remove it quicker, they brought out a skill saw and cut it into sections. I was standing in the doorway between the kitchen and living room making sure Bella was staying calm. Molly was confined to this room. I wasn’t even thinking about the cat because usually she will go out onto the back porch and hang out there. Only she wasn’t out there, she had been curled up on my inflatable mattress. When the sawing began she came out of the dark in a flat out panic. She made for the doorway into the kitchen but saw the baby gate. Turning completely around she headed back the way she came, swung around and headed for the open front door and out. I started to go after her but she came back in still in a panic. Turning swiftly she jumped the baby gate and dove under the kitchen table. Jumping up onto one of the chairs behind the table she remained as long as the work in the living room was going on. Bella did check on her a couple times. Peeking under the table then turning her attention back to the work going on. Bella was a very good girl while the men were here working. She sat or stretched out in the floor and watched quietly while they tore up the old flooring.

They thought that tearing up the carpet was the end of it, they would be done. Instead they found one more damaged area. So they will be back tomorrow. Hopefully this last section will not take too terribly long.

While they were here, I asked them about installing a handrail for my parents to step down safely from their front porch. It isn’t high, but with their balance not being what it should, they need something sturdy to hold onto. I found two fence posts and a rail that hopefully they will be able to use for this project. That way they won’t have to worry about supplies for that other than nails. My brother has been trying for quite a while to either get someone out here, every thing that was set up fell through for one reason or another. He works all the time so finding enough time to do the work himself is difficult. Though he did get dad’s truck repaired, which I need to let my son know.

I cannot, cannot, cannot say how thankful I am and how blessed I feel for the great gift these men have given me. By obeying the command to take care of those in need, they are helping me immensely. To have used a contractor would have put me in serious debt. They have even given me a lead on where to get the replacement floor covering. I know, that all of this is an answer to my prayers. I know this is proof that God hears us, He knows our needs and He provides what we need. In my case, help with these floors. I’m not the only one these men have helped. I know as they know, the need for assistance is great. These men will do all they are able, to help all the can in the best way they can.  If anyone would like to help them in their quest to help others, donations can be made at the church’s web site. Click on the give button, follow the instructions, one can donate as a guest. There will be a memo box where the giver will note that the donations is for the Alexis Baptist Church’s Men’s Neighborhood Mission fund.

If only more of us were like these men. Showing compassion, caring, love for our neighbor. Imagine if we worked as they do, to build up in what ever way is needed. If we obeyed the instruction to love our brother, to help our brother, to be there without judgement. If only.


About rebecca s revels

A writer, a photographer, a cancer survivor. An adventurer of the mild kind, a lover of the simple pleasures such as long walks and chocolate. A Christian unashamed of my faith and a friend who is dependable and will encourage readily. Author of three self published books with more waiting to find their way to paper. An advocate of good things, a fighter against wrongs.
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3 Responses to One Scared Cat, One Blessed Individual

  1. John says:

    I can feel your joy in your words, Rebecca. ❤️☺️🙏🏻

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