I was recently looking over the cute story of The City Mouse and The Country Mouse. In that story, the little old-fashioned mouse gets bored and leaves her home to travel to the city to visit a relative who lives there. She is delighted and envious until a big cat spoils the party and she hurries home, glad for her quiet life.
I thought a lot about that story. People who know me would probably say that I prefer the country. I was raised on a farm in Ohio. Well, I wasn't really, I only visited my grandparents so often that if feels like I did grow up there. Oh, it has its charms, the rolling fields and the fall woods. I loved all of the animals. The sheep, pigs, chickens, kittens, and cows. One time in the winter, I petted a cow and her rough tongue pulled my mitten off. What a giggle that was.
Other people who know me would know that I love big cities, too. I have been to New York City at least four times and I love it. On various trips, I visited the lights of Times Square, saw a Broadway show, twice visited the Statue Of Liberty, rode up in the Umpire State Building, ministered to the homeless in Harlem, and was part of a peace rally. I know the "cat" is there. We saw him messing with the poor people in the soup kitchens and on the street. But I still love the energy and opportunities of the city.
Other cities I have visited and enjoyed very much were: Paris,Vancouver, Chicago, Pittsburgh, Boston, and Cleveland, Ohio. So how about you? Are you a City Mouse, or a Country Mouse? Or, are you like me, a person who enjoys the blessings of both?