The Dogs and the Cats

Two teens were volunteering their Saturday, working at an animal shelter. They had spent many hours pampering puppies, bathing kittens, and cleaning up mounds of poop and puddles of pee. Being worn out and sweaty, one of the teens wiped the perspiration from his brow, before he said to the other teen, “You know what, today reminds me of when Jesus will come again.”

“What do you mean?” the other teen asked.

“Well, for instance, look at this room.” The other teen did, seeing where they were standing was a hall with cages filled with barking and meowing critters on either side of them. “Now imagine, if the cages on the right were filled only with dogs. And the cages on the left, were only filled with cats.”

“Okay,” said the other teen.

“Well, when Jesus comes back in his glory, and all the angels will be with him, he will then sit in his glorious throne. Before him will be gathered all the nations of the earth. Not just Israel and Rome, but America, Russia, China, everyone will be there. And he will separate people one from another as an animal shelter volunteer separates the dogs from the cats. And he will place the dogs on his right, but the cats on the left. Then the King will say to those on his right, ‘Come, you who are blessed by my Father, inherit the kingdom prepared for you from the foundation of the world. For I was hungry and you gave me food, a feast fit for a king. I was thirsty and you gave me drink. I was a stranger and you welcomed me, opening your home as if I was family. I was naked and you clothed me, wrapping me with the shirt from your own back. I was sick and you visited me, bringing me some of the best chicken noodle soup that I have ever had. I was in prison and you came to me.’

“Then the righteous will answer him, saying, ‘Lord, when did we see you hungry and feed you, or thirsty and give you drink? And when did we see you a stranger and welcome you, or naked and clothe you? And when did we see you sick or in prison and visit you?’

“And the King will answer them, ‘Truly, I say to you, as you did it to one of the least of these my brothers, you did it to me.’

“Then he will say to those on his left, ‘Depart from me, you cursed, into the eternal fire prepared for the Devil and his angels. For I was hungry and you gave me no food, not even a scrap from your table. I was thirsty and you gave me no drink, no soda or even a bottle of water. I was a stranger and you did not welcome me. Naked and you did not clothe me, not even with underwear to hide my shame. Sick and in prison and you did not visit me.’ Then they also will answer, saying, ‘Lord, when did we see you hungry or thirsty or a stranger or naked or sick or in prison, and did not minister to you?’

“Then he will answer them, saying, ‘Truly, I say to you, as you did not do it to one of the least of these, you did not do it to me.’ And these will go away into eternal punishment, but the righteous into eternal life.”

“I get it,” said the other teen, “but I think you need to work on another analogy.”

“How come?”

“I don’t like the thought that cats go to Hell.”

“Only speaking the truth. We know all dogs go to heaven. And if cats have nine lives and still die, they really don’t deserve an afterlife, do they?” The other teen punched him in the arm. “Ow!”

“Oh, whatever, baby. I didn’t even punch you that hard,” said the other teen. “Wanna grab that bucket before we’re caught slacking off.”

“Yes, ma’am,” replied the teen, grabbing the bucket after rubbing his arm. . . . But like it or not, it still holds truth, he thought to himself, before following his friend outside to dump the feces.

(Matthew 25:31-46)

 

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