This week was the week that I realized that I am tired. Last week was Passion Week, the retelling of our Lord Jesus's sacrifice. Somehow, the dichotomy just doesn't jive. I often forget to live as though I believe in the resurrection. Regardless, He lives. Yes, Christ Jesus lives today.
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Two days ago, a photo shoot with Stephen Moses Song - possibly the cutest baby alive. Today, observed the interactions of the Song household and experienced their hospitality. I'm thankful for redemption. And I'm thankful for the gift of love. One of my best [girl]friends visited me last week. We didn't fight at all, which is quite a feat [though we came awfully close twice]. I'm terribly bad at expressing gratitude for others. Regardless, the visit was a refreshing reminder of friendship. Some days, I really do believe that I have the best friends in the world, even though they love to team up and rip on me for recreation. But to be able to do that, and still be willing to make the trek out here from the East Coast - to remain loyal to the ugly - well, that's really something. Again, thank you for being my friend. And cheers - to Nertz, brie and flatbread, lambic, shattered windows, and maybe, just maybe, to Calvin game.
2 comments:
you had more than one visitor from the east coast?? who?? ps-i'm always tricked into teaming up against you!! ha
blogger.com is creepy - how did they know who i was and where to send follow up comments to??
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