When my cat Boris is hungry, it does not matter if its day or night, I must feed him. Such was the case early this morning when he dragged me out of bed. As I stumbled my way into the kitchen, Boris continued to beg for his food. I began to ‘meow’ along with him to show how obnoxious it sounded. That did not help. So as I was opening the can, I told him, “You know its coming.” Immediately in my spirit, I heard the Holy Spirit gently remind me that I sometimes do the same thing.