Dreams of a Kitten by Edward Drobinski - HTML preview

Dreams of a Kitten

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Stevie Sees the Money Changers

Stevie, a curious little tabby kitten with fur as soft as a

cloud and eyes as bright as the morning sun, loved to nap in the

cozy corner of the living room. One chilly December afternoon,

as the snowflakes danced outside the window, Stevie curled up

into a tight ball and drifted off into a deep, peaceful sleep.

In his dream, Stevie found himself in a bustling, ancient city.

The air was filled with the sounds of people talking, animals

braying, and the clinking of coins. Stevie's tiny paws led him

to a grand, majestic temple. He marveled at the towering columns

and the intricate carvings that adorned the walls.

As he wandered through the temple courtyard, Stevie noticed a

group of people exchanging money and selling goods; apparently

not concerned with religion. The noise and commotion were

overwhelming for the little kitten. He could sense that

something wasn't quite right. Just then, a gentle yet powerful

presence caught his attention.

Stevie looked up to see a man with kind eyes and a serene

expression. It was Jesus. Stevie felt an immediate sense of calm

and warmth radiating from Him. Jesus walked into the courtyard,

His gaze firm and resolute. With a voice that was both gentle

and commanding, He spoke to the money changers and merchants,