I watched the sun slowly slip over the horizon, and I thought about how beautiful life is, and how important it is to grab hold of these moments when they come along, and how blessed I am to be able to simply rest in the goodness, and to be thankful.
So today I'm grateful to Wake Forest Presbyterian Church for inviting us to live here in The Tar Heel State. And I am grateful to God, not only for encouraging Rebekah to say "yes", but for so ordering our lives and with such mercy and grace.
The environment is a huge piece of the complex puzzle that contributes to making us whole people. In Romans 8 Paul points out how the entire created order is waiting for us (people) to "get it" to the extent that redemption is our way of life
The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of his hands. – Psalm 19:1 After a long summer, some serious hesitation, and – finally – a few episodes of blatant backsliding, North Carolina has finally turned the corner into the cooler, clearer weather that makes this time of the year so sweet around Wake…
Everything I run into, every day, holds the potential to be a means of grace. The images I capture serve as reminders of those instances - too few and far between - where I paid attention enough to notice, to take note, and to say "thank you" to God.
I thought about my friend Sandee, who would pass peacefully into her own sunset a little over an hour later (probably around sundown in Minnesota), and I thanked God for the continuous witness to the resurrection that we enjoy every single day.
My job as Grandaddy Derek is to love David and Beks with the cumulative love of all these decades, to nurture them spiritually in ways I'm only now beginning to grow into, and to share with them the stories I couldn't possibly have known thirty years ago because I had yet to live them.
It's our 4th April in North Carolina, and this past week we've seen an explosion of color - I've been completely blown away by the power and the intensity of the seasonal transformation.