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However, it did rouse our tabby. Instead of jumping down from the bed and looking for food, it walked up and with its hind paws on my clavicle and one fore paw on my chin, it pawed my eyelids, claws sheathed. There are better ways to wake up in married life but this ranks up there!

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the biblical truth could be taught, that the gods of the Gentiles were vane totems and their offering not made to gods but to demons (1st Corinthians 10:20). Boniface destroyed the Oak of Thor and showed the power of God. And Patrick lit the Easter fire in defiance of the darkness of Beltane and showed the true light of Christ’s resurrection. But these were mighty deeds of mighty saints whom converted the native pagan culture, and no great saint has arisen to confront and convert the pagans of the East in the present day. Not yet.

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I also didn’t like overly loud noises and yelling (this information comes into play in a minute). If I wasn’t at home reading, I was exploring the town on my bicycle, and as I got older, going to sit on the beach and read, going around town taking photos, or hanging out at a local dive coffee shop with a few friends and discussing books, film, music or photography. About two years after I graduated, I was still living at home and going to college. I felt like a huge burden on my parents. They had already given me so much, and here I was at 19 still living and going to school on their dime. It wasn’t fair to them.

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I also didn’t like overly loud noises and yelling (this information comes into play in a minute). If I wasn’t at home reading, I was exploring the town on my bicycle, and as I got older, going to sit on the beach and read, going around town taking photos, or hanging out at a local dive coffee shop with a few friends and discussing books, film, music or photography. About two years after I graduated, I was still living at home and going to college. I felt like a huge burden on my parents. They had already given me so much, and here I was at 19 still living and going to school on their dime. It wasn’t fair to them.