It's a bit later, a bit lazier of a morning for us this fine Saturday. After a handful of days with my mom, sister and niece and nephew, I'm resting well and full. It's been awhile since a visit of this kind has happened - bowling, marathon card games, heart conversations late into evening, meals around table. Needed and good.
Everyone's packed to spend another week together leaving me and the Mrs alone in a quiet house with books and naps and date nights. As much as I miss the girls away, I look forward to nights and days alone with my wife. We still have so much to know and learn about each other. Our first step is a nap this morning, followed by an afternoon movie, in which I'll probably doze off in, and then a night on a patio somewhere.
And to you, and those you love, a joy-filled Saturday.
I've been learning more about rest in order to rest well. Mark Buchanan's book, 'The Rest of God', is an amazing teacher. Here's something echoing within my chambers: "It is letting go, for one day out of seven, all those parts of our identities and abilities in which we are constantly tempted to find our security and discovering afresh that we are his children and that he is our Father and shield and defender."
Speaking of another superb teacher has been this mystery of a man and his holy inefficiency of living.
And speaking of teachers, are they born that way or made that way?
And in regard to teachers and holy living and much more, there's this news of mega-pastor, Mark Driscoll, being removed from the church planting org that he founded.
This news of a church canceling a funeral of a gay man is abhorrently sad and ridiculous. All the more reason to rest well and pray more.
Lastly, one day, these photos will be my travel journal.