Week of 3 Advent, Sunday

The obligatory cat posting ... this is the Internet, after all.

As I was reading psalm 63 this morning, "my soul is content, as with marrow and fatness," my cat Dewey was curling into my lap in the crook of my elbow, purring deeply, and kneading furiously. This is his favorite spot.

Sock Monkey, our other boy, is too energetic to sit still for very long, and Miss Tibby, the fluffy princess, has to remain vigilant lest one of the boys gets too close, so she sits up alert in my lap. Dewey, however, settles right in and looks into my eyes like the psalmist admiring the beauty of the Temple:

"Therefore I have gazed upon you in your holy place,
that I might behold your power and your glory" (Ps. 63:2)

Dewey knows he's in the lap of luxury.

Sometimes it's all right simply to curl up and be content. Looks like today will be one of those days.

Blessings!