because motives matter
“You see that cross and him who bled thereon! Stand still and look that way, and your burden shall fall from your shoulders. Where Jesus died, you shall live. Where Christ was wounded, you shall be healed.” C.H. Spurgeon Katie and I climbed a mountain yesterday, and there was a seventy-foot cross at the top.… Continue reading the way of the cross
Sometimes there is so much to do that the only thing that makes sense is to do nothing at all. When we realized we only had a couple of more days in Santa Rosa we made a list of things we needed to do: clean the cottage, buy a grate for the grill, visit a… Continue reading so don’t cry for me in Argentina
Sometimes every thing turns out just right. I had a productive week, making real progress on a couple of creative projects. Words seemed to flow, sometimes late at night, but I was very happy with what I got done. Creative work has its own exhilaration. And its own exhaustion. So we decided to take the… Continue reading a perfect day (AA4d)
We found some fresh celery in the store yesterday and practically started dancing. Then, we found some broccoli that wasn’t limp and yellow. Cue the orchestra. Our search for fresh produce since we have been here has been largely unrewarded. There are vegetable stands everywhere, but they usually lack refrigeration and appear to only get… Continue reading in search of celery (AA4a)
In which we preach, play tourist, meet aereophiles, consult our dictionary, find a German bakery and hear the parrots. Sunday, March 7 We spent the night with Ernesto and Marlene Forteza, missionaries who have been in this suburb of Buenos Aires for 20 years. They have created a literal garden in bleak, urban landscape. This… Continue reading Adventures in Argentina, week 3
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