Winning the fight to get the Bible out of the bag. Glad of the results. This song on the way home.
“Ring the bells that still can ring, forget your perfect offering, there is a crack, a crack in everything, that’s how the light gets in.” (Leonard Cohen: Anthem)
Chatting about God in the sunshine. Reading over old e-mails from my Brother. Glad of his answer to an age old question of mine:
Qu: “What does God really think of me/us/the church?”- Answer: He loves you, He loves us. He loves the church. Christ died for you, he died for us, he died for the church so we would be his perfect bride.”
It’s as simple and as beautiful as that. Sitting on the back step tonight with a beer mulling on it all with the One who loves me most. Bliss.