In Mom’s basement this morning. I can hear Emerald and Britt in full force up there. It sounds like the baby is giving her Mom a run for her money. My last day here for a few as I’m headed to Indiana tonight and Tennessee tomorrow. I love it here, but it can’t last forever. It’s that kind of place where you can do whatever, sleep til whenever, work on your car, and just meander through the days. Just fantastic, but like having a whole week of Sundays. I never could have sobered up had I not gone to Tennessee and I could never be a missionary if I stayed close to home.

Mon, Emerald, and Britt

Mon, Emerald, and Britt

No blog since Thailand. It seems like forever since I was there with Rob. Here, there’s not as much to write about. I’m going over Klaus and Brooke’s wedding script on a daily basis so it can be the best it can be. Maybe too much, who knows. I just want to do everything I can to be prepared when the time comes, so if there are any problems, it won’t be because of anything I did or didn’t do. What was that thing Thomas Edison said about genius being 1% inspiration and 99% perspiration?

Klaus and Brooke

Klaus and Brooke

Funny thing, yesterday, I woke up late because I stayed up with Karl and Lars, walked Jack on the beach til after 2am, then when I went upstairs this morning, I started right in with Mom, coffee, and conversation, which was awesome, but never prayed or got into the word at all. It seems legalistic to have to have that time in the word EVERY DAY, but for me without it, it’s more than noticeable. Opening the Psalms this morning, continuing where I left off makes me feel like I’m reading the Bible for the very first time. Interesting. The words of my friend, Mark Parker, ring in my head when he reminded us that reading the word is like the manna in the wilderness. If the Israelites stored it for later, there would be worms and mold in it. None of it carried into the next day. So true and thanks, Mark, for planting that thought in my head. Funny how truth is like that. There’s no getting rid of it

Iron sharpens iron.

Have a great day.

The beach, nothing like it.

The beach yesterday… nothing like it.

 

P.S. I checked the above quote by Edison to make sure it was him who said it and came across a better one. I think it gives God a lot of glory.

 

“The doctor of the future will give no medicine, but will instruct his patient in the care of the human frame, in diet, and in the cause and prevention of disease.”