When I was a kid I lived right on Main St. (US 6) in Butler. I had a friend who lived a couple of blocks away on the same street. We hung out a lot. One summer day his cat got hit on the busy highway and we took it out behind his house, in a field, and buried it. We had a childish funeral service and went our way.

A couple of weeks later we were passing by that spot and decided to dig it up and see how it was doing. We meant well, but learned a valuable lesson. We were more concerned about what we would see than what we would smell. It didn’t take us long to get that cat re interred and never went back again.

That was a gruesome experience for us boys. But the lesson was simple: once you’ve buried something, let it lie. Digging it up from time to time just doesn’t help. And so it is with our sins. When they are buried, we must let them lie. Digging them up again only brings up what once was there. Leave the cat buried!

Tags: cat, forgiveness, sins