Before our last move, Ryan and I had been searching for a church community to be part of for 4 years.
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I love this Bible verse, though it took me many years, probably decades, to trust it.
“Relationships are everything.” My precious mother often repeated this phrase to my brother, sister, and me as we grew into adulthood.
In the 1990s, in Cape Elizabeth, Maine, after a chilly night, as the temps rose from the forties and the sun burned through the ocean fog, the new day would rest upon my face: warmth: blessed warmth.
Up, up, down, down, left, right, left, right, B, A. No, that’s not a typo.
Humans are funny critters: Often, when we observe complex structures, we are quick to call it “chaos”.
The strongest wind I’ve experienced was on the southern coastline of Australia.
Think of the sounds that bring a smile to your heart: a bird singing outside your window at dawn, the crack of a bat sending a ball over the fence for your team, a soft summer rain, the refrain on your playlist that never gets old, or Handel’s “Hallelujah Chorus” filling our sanctuary.
My first roommate in college and I got along pretty well, but by the end of our first semester, I think we had both reached our limit.