The trip was (1) germ-free, (2) vehicle-problem-free, and is (3) over. It's such a long drive, with children.
Thanks for your prayers.
I'll be doing some catching up with blogs in the next day or two. I also will be working heavily on a novel (novel - what a strange-looking word) in the upcoming months.
Yes I am.
The book has been conceived. Now it simply requires some womb time - cramps, backaches, embarrassing piles, peeing myself when I sneeze or laugh, restless nights - a little labor, and then delivery. Easy stuff.
Anyway, self-mockery aside, it is time for me to be more fully who I am called to be.
In the meantime, in my day job, I will also be who I am also called to be - a father to a newborn, a toddler, and a preschooler (feeding the hungry, clothing the naked - the liturgical, rhythmic work of home). Pray for my wife: it will be a kind of death for her tomorrow, leaving Jack Henry for school.
I wish it were different, Laura. I'm so sorry that it isn't.