I’ve been quite negligent about writing in this space or any other for the past month. We’ve been in the process of moving – my 29th life-time move and I hope my last. We’ll be octogenarians by the time we are truly homeowners rather than mortgage-payers, but what a joy! We live on a mountain-side (large hills or old mountains depending on one’s perspective) with a babbling brook 50 feet below. During a walk in the forest and along the creek, we found fossils of sea shells here in the middle of farm land far from the sea. At night we can see bright and infinite stars in this endless universe. In this middle-age of life, it seems as if I have returned to earth and found it’s beauty. This ancient earth reminds me that this time we call life is just a mere flicker of flame. May your flicker of life be brilliant:
“for the creation waits with eager longing for the revealing of the children of God” Romans 8:19
“Let everything that breathes praise the Lord!” Psalm 150:6
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