I was about to write a post about the difference it makes in the cosmos when someone statistically inclined to misanthropy and criminal behaviors lives instead as a good husband, father, and citizen. The fabric of the universe is rent and stitched again when a Heathcliff joins the company of the redeemed, then lives that redemption out in thought, word, and circumstance. I’m too tired now to go on about it.
We’ve all been fighting off strep at our house this weekend. Mercifully, the double-digit appears untouched by loathsome virus. We are changing the world and kicking evil’s ass, we’re just doing it differently than I’d envisioned as a child, teenager, and young man.