because motives matter
A pilgrim is not a tourist. A tourist travels to see something and comes home. A pilgrim travels because something has been placed in them that will not be satisfied by staying put. The destination matters, but so does the road, and so do the companions.
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.
As a Floridian, I still marvel at the frenetic northern cycle of playing hard for a couple of months and then packing things away, bracing for months of cold.
Over 20 years ago we discovered that tea made us slow down, and that’s what we need. The whole process— measuring and filtering and waiting— is a metaphor for the intentionality of marriage itself.
This post is a heartfelt tribute to Mary Darling, a retiring colleague known for her presence, thoughtful questions, and faith. Despite differing views, the author appreciates Mary's impact on their shared workplace. Mary's legacy of listening and asking beautiful questions will continue as she retires to focus on her life's work.
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