Recently, I've had this inner struggle to own a pet again, even if it would only be a short time, let's say six months. Yes, I have trained myself to bond then break that bond, when it comes to pet ownership. Although, I'm not thoroughly convinced I have recovered completely from those past bond, thus the struggle now.
I explored the possibilities with Steve, suggesting a cat. The expected response came: "no, cats shed." My brain couldn't accept that answer and I went into resolve mode by having a dream last night.
In my dream I began searching for a kitten to adopt. I picked up newborn kittens, all which were a variety of colors, both short and long hair. I showed one to Steve and he reminded me of the shedding. Then I found a hairless animal that had its tail torn off midway from its body. I wasn't sure it was a cat, but it didn't have fur to shed and besides it looked injured, it need of rescue!
Needless to say, I carried this animal around in my pocket and took care of it. Then, I took it inside a vets office to find out what it was. It was a rat!
In my view of normal, natural and right, a rat does not fit the description of a proper pet. If I had known it was a rat in the first place, I probably wouldn't have chosen it a a pet. In fact, I doubt that I would have even considered it at all.
However, in another culture, rats may be considered good pets, but then again, better as food! But, the fact remains, am I willing to adopt into a culture knowing that some things may make me uncomfortable as I weigh out my normal, natural and right against theirs. The important thing is to weigh the differences again the plumb line of Gods word. If it doesn't break biblical principles, then will I enter their culture and adapt? Even so, I don't advocate a rat for a pet for obvious reasons, it's just something to think about as Steve and I move closer towards serving cross culturally.
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