In Gilead, a favorite novel of mine, a Congregational minister named John Ames recalls his life in a letter to his young son. Part autobiography and part meditation on ultimate questions, the book contains some interesting thought on blessings. As a minister, Ames has bestowed countless blessings, but his first experiencing of blessing was with kittens.
“I still remember how those warm little brows felt under the palm of my hand. Everyone has petted a cat, but to touch one like that, with the pure intention of blessing it, is a very different thing. It stays the mind” He and his lifelong friend Boughton had wetted the kittens brows with water to baptize them. He wondered what they had done to them, musing, “It still seems to me to be a real question.”Read More