Two years ago our gatherings ended. And it was sad. And then last night we started the house church up again and it was an enormous breath of fresh air for me. I've missed the safety and comfort of friends worshiping together. I've missed Tom Lauber's infectious laugh!
Dirt and I went to Jungle Jim's on Sunday and later we wore cereal boxes on our heads and climbed on rooftops and spoke poor EspaƱol.
Still no songs. It's a-ok, they'll happen.
Wednesday
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