Proof The Bible Is True

In this excerpt from Their Mysterious Ways Too, a woman learns to trust God’s timing.

By Phyllis Hobe

In my rural area I often see barn cats hunting in the fields. In exchange for keeping the rodent population down they get food and shelter from farmers, but they aren’t comfortable with people. If they wander onto my property, they run off as soon as they see me.

One morning, however, I found a cat curled up beneath the shrubs in front of my house. It was pregnant, a pretty little gray cat with black stripes. I brought out some food, which the cat gobbled up. She let me pet her and rubbed against me, purring.

This was no barn cat. It was a family pet. I called everyone in the neighborhood, but no one reported a missing cat. I tried the local police, the animal shelter, several veterinarians–with no success. It seemed probable she had been abandoned by her owners.

It was also obvious that she was going to deliver her kittens very soon. What was I to do? I couldn’t bring her into my home because she might be diseased. And although the days were warm, the nights were cold.

At sunset she let me pick her up and I took her into my garage. She curled up on a pile of old towels and at that moment she went into labor.

For the next few hours I watched in awe as the cat delivered three kittens. From what I could see they were not only alive, but vigorous.

“As soon as you can, start picking them up and petting them,” my veterinarian said when I called him. “That way, when you want to find homes for them they’ll be ready to live with people.”

Find homes for three kittens? I hadn’t thought of that.

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