A few Sunday evening thoughts as I close a full, long weekend away…
I have an enormous family, as large as life itself. They extend from sea to shining sea. My family makes me glad to be alive. They also get under my skin, challenging me to be more alive, alert, and growing.
I don’t need many friends, just true ones. The truest are extensions of my ever expanding family, adopted brothers, sisters, cousins of my spirit.
I’m grateful for the times of fellowship and the times of missing that make the fellowship more sweet.