Times.
I've been playing this song on repeat tonight. The love of God is so real, so beautiful, so distinctly here for us. No matter our emotions or condition, still God loves us. Just let that sink in.
"Come Further Up, Come Further In!"
One night during my final weeks at seminary, a few of my friends and I decided to put together a picnic so that we could eat while enjoying a local sunset view. The four of us all packed our food, then plugged a beach name into our GPS – one none of us had ever been to before. Just spelling it was a challenge: "Wingaersheek Beach." After about twenty minutes of following the road's twists and turns (it's New England, after all), we arrived at the unassuming location. After parking the car on gravel, we walked up to the sandy shore, beholding low tide.
My dear friends, Ellie (front), Adrienne (left), and Petek (back center).
A few families were walking towards the water, dipping their feet in the shallow waves. Children were flying kites, though mostly unsuccessfully. The four of us walked closer to the shoreline, then found a promising rock formation where we could picnic. While eating turkey sandwiches, clementines, chicken fajitas, and other such yumminess, we discu…
My dear friends, Ellie (front), Adrienne (left), and Petek (back center).
A few families were walking towards the water, dipping their feet in the shallow waves. Children were flying kites, though mostly unsuccessfully. The four of us walked closer to the shoreline, then found a promising rock formation where we could picnic. While eating turkey sandwiches, clementines, chicken fajitas, and other such yumminess, we discu…
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