Giving thanks and giving thanks

One of these days, when we have our house with many beds and bathrooms, I'm going to properly matte and frame our print of this stained glass window from Taize, France. Which is now packed away somewhere, the idea being that we would move last summer, the idea being that Bob's liver would leave us alone so that he could use his brand new M.Div. degree and get a call somewhere and we would settle in.

And when that happens, we'll have a big party and give thanks for another winter storm through which my Dad and his truck drove. Give thanks for 50 years or something like that, of making it through storms. Entire lifetimes of driving and storms and trucks. We'll give thanks for loads, roads and radios and you'll all be invited. There'll be enough food and space for everyone.

With love, T