Something You Can't Find Just Around the Corner
I have not been at Duke in the last few days. Part of it is that Friday is, as is well known in my household, movie day.
Friday I went to see "Parasite" for the second time. It still stuck with its power. Power that comes when we humans get in what the father, Kim Ki-taek, called "plans." He always had a plan and those plans generally did not end up well. Someone said that plans often go astray. "Parasite" was a fitting winner of the Oscar for Best Picture.
Saturday was a bittersweet day. Our younger son, Weston, and his girl friend, Zoe, left to go back to Washington state. Melody wept. I had, but it was Friday when I talked to them both about leaving.
I told them I wanted them to find a place where they could put down roots. I told them that my desire is for them to find a place to get established and that will make them happy.
And I prayed with them. I prayed for their safety as they traveled. My petition was that God would open doors for them. What I sought from God was for them to find their place.
They left us. And we are now alone. But I have Melody and she has me. We will get through this.
Sunday I left to go to Austin, Texas. My trip was for the trustee meeting for Baptist News Global. These meetings happen every six months, in February and August.
It has been said that I am part of the best board in Baptist life. What I say is that I am always happy to go and see friends I have made since joining the board in 2014.
I spent Sunday to Tuesday there. While there I got to take care of a "bucket list" item. I went to see the Stevie Ray Vaughn statue by the banks of the Colorado River.
My journey was not for me alone. I went to remember my "brother from another mother," Jeffery Oliver Britt. Jeff was as big a Stevie Ray fan as I.
Standing at the statue, I remembered my friend. And I grieved. Jeff left too soon and I miss him. He was my best friend and as Forest Gump said about Bubba, "Bubba was my best good friend. And even I know that ain't something you can find just around the corner." And that's all I got to say about that.
While I was in Austin, I got an email that informed me of the death of Mr. Aaron Peterson. Mr. Aaron was one of the most outstanding laypersons I have ever known. His witness as a Christian is best expressed by his daughter-in-law, Luann.
Luann said this about Mr. Aaron: "He made want to be a better person. He didn't do it by preaching or judging. Just by being."
And I heard a voice from heaven saying, “Write this: Blessed are the dead who from now on die in the Lord.” “Yes,” says the Spirit, “they will rest from their labors, for their deeds follow them.” Revelation 14:13
Friday I went to see "Parasite" for the second time. It still stuck with its power. Power that comes when we humans get in what the father, Kim Ki-taek, called "plans." He always had a plan and those plans generally did not end up well. Someone said that plans often go astray. "Parasite" was a fitting winner of the Oscar for Best Picture.
Saturday was a bittersweet day. Our younger son, Weston, and his girl friend, Zoe, left to go back to Washington state. Melody wept. I had, but it was Friday when I talked to them both about leaving.
I told them I wanted them to find a place where they could put down roots. I told them that my desire is for them to find a place to get established and that will make them happy.
And I prayed with them. I prayed for their safety as they traveled. My petition was that God would open doors for them. What I sought from God was for them to find their place.
They left us. And we are now alone. But I have Melody and she has me. We will get through this.
Sunday I left to go to Austin, Texas. My trip was for the trustee meeting for Baptist News Global. These meetings happen every six months, in February and August.
It has been said that I am part of the best board in Baptist life. What I say is that I am always happy to go and see friends I have made since joining the board in 2014.
I spent Sunday to Tuesday there. While there I got to take care of a "bucket list" item. I went to see the Stevie Ray Vaughn statue by the banks of the Colorado River.
My journey was not for me alone. I went to remember my "brother from another mother," Jeffery Oliver Britt. Jeff was as big a Stevie Ray fan as I.
Standing at the statue, I remembered my friend. And I grieved. Jeff left too soon and I miss him. He was my best friend and as Forest Gump said about Bubba, "Bubba was my best good friend. And even I know that ain't something you can find just around the corner." And that's all I got to say about that.
While I was in Austin, I got an email that informed me of the death of Mr. Aaron Peterson. Mr. Aaron was one of the most outstanding laypersons I have ever known. His witness as a Christian is best expressed by his daughter-in-law, Luann.
Luann said this about Mr. Aaron: "He made want to be a better person. He didn't do it by preaching or judging. Just by being."
And I heard a voice from heaven saying, “Write this: Blessed are the dead who from now on die in the Lord.” “Yes,” says the Spirit, “they will rest from their labors, for their deeds follow them.” Revelation 14:13
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