Sunday, November 18, 2007


This is the image on the table that greeted me this morning as I entered the sanctuary; full, bounteous, spilling over, lavish, too much. That's my life pretty much; way blessed. Last night Isaac flew in late to spend a week with us. What a gift! As our children age and mature and develop their own lives and routines, time at parents becomes a precious gift. Then there is God's grace and love, forgiveness and hope, not just little micro-hopes like I mentioned below, but big, massive, audacious meta-hopes. And I get to preach about that. How good is that?


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