Glacier National Park is labeled ‘The Crown of the Continent’.
Jesus is labeled by many as the crown of Love.
What either of these things means or does for us is up to each of us individually.
Bottom line, without anchors, we drift.
Anchors are good, even if we don’t agree on them.
With anchors firmly in place, when we drift, we’re doing it because we want to, not because we’re trapped.
Does everything happen for a reason?
That’s up to us to decide. No?
The one flight where we were not sitting together as a Family was also the flight with an empty middle seat between me and the window seat passenger.
This was all a coincidence providing an opportunity to spend three hours with a fellow professional speaker.
Great first impressions started to come into question as the conversation lengthened.
It was an eye-opening experience.
That’s all I can say right now.
Church is very different when it’s empty or almost so.
Same with Pike Place Market and downtown Seattle.
Same places. Dramatically different experiences.
It can occur to us that this applies to everything.
In the stillness of darkness and silence.
In the rush of daylight and crowds.
The value of one good day?
Live like we mean it?
So is dying.
I am the bread of life.
Something so simple as an extra 35 minutes provided an unusually spiritual start to a very long, thoroughly blessed day.