I heard God very clearly say, “Go back to where it all started” early Friday. The theme continued throughout the day. It kept returning all weekend and included a 3 hour visit with my mother, who shared the story of how she and my father started dating when they were 15. Early this morning, while typing up a response on Reddit about the evil that is Vlad the Putin and Croatia sending russian made helicopters to the Ukraine. I posted that link here as well. Anyway, this morning’s epiphany meandered to the starting of this word press site. It also involved me going back to a quest line in Assassin’s Creed: Valhalla called Poor Fellow Soldier of Christ.

This very long, primary quest narrative in this game results in the main character meeting this person who has been guiding the main character with hints and clues to the destruction of the Assassins or the precursors to them. It is also learned the the Poor Fellow Soldier for Christ is indeed Alfred the Great, the founding member of the Catholic Knightly Order, The Knights Templar. The members of this Crusader Order can be identified by their being buried with their legs crossed. The extent of the additional details that made this morning’s epiphany seem like a very reasonable next step in the order of things.

In this journey, it also came to my attention that Saint Alfred the Great is also my 33rd Great Grandfather. More will come from this as time progresses. There is so much to be found about Saint Alfred. Below is the first paragraph from Catholic.org. He was born 1200 years ago. Anyway, enjoy the reading.

I followed the path back to where it all started today, and it lead me to the Rite of Sending at the Catholic Church where my wife and my journey home to the Church started about a year ago. It has been a day of immeasurable beauty.

Saint Alfred the Great, Poor Fellow Soldiers for Christ and the Temple of Soloman, King of Wessex, scholar, and renowned Christian monarch. Alfred was born in 849, the fifth son of the Wessex king. During a journey to Rome in 853, he was accepted as a godson by Pope Leo IV . He was a great scholar, translating classics for his people, and early on seemed destined for a career in the Church. Instead, he became king and was forced to spend most of his reign in conflict with the Danes who were then threatening England. His work as a patron of the arts, literature, and especially the Church made him a beloved figure in England.