Friday, November 24, 2006
There is another brand new color of blue here this morning as I prepare to hit the road. I wish I could describe its clarity, its sense of uplift and height, the way it draws the eyes to the heavens.
This is where I learned about God.
My time with my Dad has been good. Beyond good.
The waters receded. The streets are dry. It is a new day.
Many thanks to those who kept us in their prayers and hearts. Many thanks to those I love who don't pray particularly much, but who never stopped thinking about me while I was here.
Drive safely everyone. Keep giving thanks...