Spent time today with Darryl's family enjoying much good food. My only criticism with family celebrations (both sides of our family) is that they are far too short. It's tough to prepare a meal, fill your stomach to capacity and connect meaningfully with those you love, in a few short hours, whether there is 11 or 22 in attendance.
In one of my scattered conversations today someone said, "You haven't blogged for a long time. I miss knowing what's going on with you." And it's very true. Lately, I have been silent. Silent during the start of Josiah to kindergarten. Silent through the issues and non-issues of Christina's confirmed epilepsy. Silent through the passing of a friend's father, followed days later by the passing of my wonderful aunt. Silent through ministry developments at church, my pursuit of the words of Christ, my conflicted thoughts on world economics and justice.
But beyond my silence here, thoughts and stirrings run deeply through my soul. Still in formation: silent steps of faith in what it means to live and die and how to get there from here. While I travel I'll try to stay a bit more connected.
If you are so inclined, please pray for those who mean so much to me: Jim, Kathy, Debbie, Vickie, Wendy, and their families.
My condolences and prayers on the death of your Aunt!