We are settling as one who settles into a fantastic seat of a car. We love it, the stereo is great, the ride is sweet, but we know we have to get out sooner or later. The Lord is opening doors, and continues to lead us in wonderful ways. That said we are reminded that we are not who we are or who we will be apart from the body of family and friends. I was reading some Wendell Berry this morning that made me miss people in my past, but also made me thankful for their gifts and how those gifts are being used in our lives in ways that I take for granted. To Moscow we say – ‘we left we are blessed’.
Kentucky River Junction
to Ken Kesey & Ken Babbs
Clumsy at first, fitting together the years we have been apart, and the ways. But as the night passed and the day came, the first fine morning of April, it came clear: the world that has tried us and showed us its joy was our bond when we said nothing. And we allowed it to be with us, the new green shining. * Our lives, half gone, stay full of laughter. Free-hearted men have the world for words. Though we have been apart, we have been together. * Trying to sleep, I cannot take my mind away. The bright day shines in my head like a coin on the bed of a stream. * You left your welcome.