By the time you read this, it will be Monday. I don’t mind Mondays really. They offer a fresh start. The week lies ahead full of possibilities. Monday is clean the house, get the calendar scheduled into an action list and get my ducks in a row. But tonight. When I’m writing this….not so much….
This morning I am taking some time to reflect on the first Thanksgiving. Not the one with the Pilgrim’s. No, I was reminiscing about Thanksgiving 1981. Newly married and Russ newly employed, we were saving travel to see family for Christmas and New Year. I was excited to have our first holiday in our apartment….
I finished the book of Hebrews this morning, starting with Chapter 11. It starts with the statement that faith is the substance; the concrete stuff, that makes up the things we hope for. From these opening words, the chapter rolls out a litany of what faith is and one example of another of what faith…