Twice a year if they’re lucky and perhaps a wedding or funeral thrown in defines their yearly active faith.  They’re believers but of a different kind.  They’re seeking the wizard when it’s the Munchkins that make a spiritual life meaningful.

I have a battery powered red light that spins and stops, spins and stops.  Catching the attention of cats, they chase the outward light.  My two new cats stare and bite at the contraption itself.  After awhile of staring at the large, white thing they meander away, off to the next room and miss the circling red light.

It’s only been two weeks with these new cats but I fear I have “twice a years” in my home for many years to come.  They’ve missed the spinning red light of the Munchkins – the day to day struggles and rewards that faith both supports and defines.  My two newbies are interested in who the wizard is when it’s a question that will never be answered or solved.  I’m hoping that in time they will look outward to see the winding and stopping red light that they’ll happily chase but never catch.

After a few stares and bites, they clean themselves as though boredom has filled them.  “What’s next?” I suppose they say to themselves.  My previous two cats gleefully chased the circular red light as though it was life itself, because to them, it was.  They didn’t concern themselves with the unknowable origin – it was the elusive light that caught them.  That’s life.  That’s Munchkin life.

Searching for the wizard is useless unless you live among, within and circle the Munchkins.  Living within their circle, you will find and admire the wizard.