Dear Missionaries:
History does not record how the "cat felt that ate the canary" - it merely indicates that the cat felt, or had a certain look about it. I have always suspected that it referred to a look of a particular guilt, peculiar or different than other sorts of guilt.
I have never seen how a cat looks after it has eaten a canary, but I imagine its expression is one of honeyed shame accompanied with an all gone feeling.
In a sense, the cat that ate the canary is no different than humans who like to "eat their cake and have it, too".
Little did the cat dream how lonely his fireside would be without the songs of his little fine feathered, silvery noted friend.
Little did he dream how harsh the sounds of his own purring would echo through the hollow chimney against his haunted ears.
As humans, how like the cat, we sometimes destroy the very thing we love; with no power whatsoever to call it back or hold it close to say I'm sorry. Nor can solace be sought by the falling tear of regret.
We simply "lose the peace of years when we hunt after the rapture of the moment".
The word of God states that man is to do good. Good living is the result of faith. Are you "holding out or hanging on"?
Blessings of peace and faith to all of you.
Sincerely your sister,
Julia S. Brown