My cat, Max, isn’t very smart, but he is very affectionate and loves people. Every day at breakfast, he puts his paws on my leg for his morning head scratch. When I get up and go into the bathroom, he comes running upstairs and meows with panic because he can’t see me anymore and doesn’t know where I am. Then, every time, I open the door and call to him, “It’ll be okay, Max,” and he calms down.Sometimes my relation-ship with God is like that. God is always there — close to me every day — but sometimes I lose focus and forget. When I lose my sense of God’s presence I feel disconnected and troubled. But if I cry out, God calls me by name and reassures me. Sometimes I don’t feel very smart, but — out of an abundance of love and grace — God is always patient with me.