Not sure which one it's been yet, but I do know that it's been two weeks since I posted anything on here. April has come, with its rains and tornado warnings, gardens and chacos, blossoming of love and abundance of pollen. Life has been both busy and boring, that incredible mixture that seems to make productiveness impossible.
I hope to write something more substantial soon, since there are some errant thoughts that I'm trying to pluck from the winds of my mind. Forthcoming: Thoughts on Jimi Hendrix, on college friends, on Martin Luther King's Christology, on the centrality of Resurrection, on Owen McFadden's love for Elton John and the beauty of repetition, on loved ones in faraway lands, on eternal and temporal time. Hold me to it.
For now, hear these life-giving words: "In him we have redemption through his blood, the forgiveness of our trespasses, according to the riches of his grace, which he lavished upon us, in all wisdom and insight making known to us the mystery of his will, according to his purpose, which he set forth in Christ as a plan for the fullness of time, to unite all things in him, things in heaven and things on earth." (Ephesians 1: 7-10)
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