because motives matter
This year Katie's birthday post includes a surprise gathering, a long marriage, and a poem about boundary stones and covenant love. Sometimes a birthday is less about getting older and more about noticing the ground you’ve been given to stand on.
Since our flight was delayed for two weeks, we get to experience monsoon. Notice I did not say enjoy it.
Katie and I spent a few days in Myrtle Beach last week, part of our ongoing anniversary celebration. 45 years today. Katie has, as I’ve indicated recently, a deep interest in health and exercise, although she also has an intense interest in tea. She carries her own tea bags when we go out to eat—but… Continue reading a walk on the beach
For my good, and yours, he chose this death.
From a sonnet cycle on the seven sayings of the cross. He was despised and rejected by mankind, a man of suffering, and familiar with pain. Like one from whom people hide their faces he was despised, and we held him in low esteem. Surely he took up our pain and bore our suffering, yet… Continue reading a word of rest
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