When we moved into our current house, there was a sandy strip beside the driveway that evidently had become the communal litterbox for the neighbourhood cats. Come to think of it, the first week we were living in the house (which had been vacant for some time) one of our neighbour's cats deposited an unpleasant surprise right in the middle of the pavers leading to the front door--as if to say, "You might be moving in, but this is my territory." Living in this house has provided a crash-course of learning firsthand the tenacity of cats to mark their spot in vile, smelly ways.
Shortly after the BBQ and smoker were set up on the back porch, I began to notice dirty puddles and spray marks on the covers. At first I thought little of it, that condensation had dripped from dusty covers. After I cleaned the mess from the BBQ covers and tiles, I was surprised that in a night or two there were even more marks--and that cats were the culprits! It was then I declared war on the habits of our neighbourhood felines and took action to prevent them from freely accessing areas where they relieved themselves. After the adjacent retaining wall was completed, I filled in the area with decorative rocks to prevent cats from accessing it. I purchased an ultrasonic "CatWatch" that is motion activated and designed to protect birds and gardens from cats. Humans and birds cannot hear the tone, but cats can. I was pleased to see this had an immediate effect, and I foolishly assumed the cat saga was over.
The cats then began to favour using the silty soil out of sight behind the bins, so I repositioned the CatWatch to move them on from their new dumping grounds. This very morning, after moving a recycle bin to the porch, a cat decided to slink behind it--carefully out of sight--and poop on the porch tile! So now the bins have been moved to a new location so the CatWatch can train the cats there are no safe havens on the porch. I have been impressed and surprised by the tireless tenacity of those critters to find a way to dump their refuse all around the property. It is at this point I could give up and allow the cats to have their way, but I am determined to win the war. The appearance of disturbed soil, swarming flies, spray marks and puddles tell me to press the advantage and not lose ground gained with great effort.
The cat saga bears similarity to sanctification from sin in the life of a believer. Like cats driven by instinct, we naturally tend to go our own way and do our own thing. Having been born again by faith in Jesus, we ought to recognise the uncleanness of our sin--the bitterness and unforgiveness in our hearts, cursing, addictions, lying, greed, selfishness and unbelief--all the works of the flesh Jesus died to cleanse us from and give us victory over. When attitudes, words and actions that mark our old life spring to the surface, we go to the heart of the problem to confess and repent of sin and do what pleases God. Slowly but surely, we will progress as we learn more of our sinfulness and our Saviour's goodness and grace. A cat problem or a rat or roach infestation is not going to "go away" on its own, and besetting sins have great tenacity and treachery we must deal with personally. Take decisive and diligent action to remove safe havens for sin in your life. Don't give up, dear Christian, for we are victorious in Jesus.