All is covered in white outdoors. Our road, ever busy, is even quiet.
I break from my research on Bach and seventeenth century hymnals for a moment to publicly reflect on the profundity of God's blessing on my life.
Across the room are my two (well, three, really) girls. A very dear friend, who recently celebrated the birth of his third child and first son, once told me that his daughters were the light of his life. At the time I thought "oh that's nice."
Now, Dan, I get it.
As it turns out many of our deepest experiences in life truly defy expression. But I would say, without hesitation, that our little family is the light of my life.
Beyond that I am blessed with a job that I love, with an employer who respects my priorities. (
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Above all that God the Father has called me to Himself in Christ the Son and given me new life in the Spirit.
Enjoy the snow, folks. It's a cold, windy day outside. But I'm in here enjoying warmth and comfort, and a little one running towards me, arms outstretched.
"Papa!"
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