Sitting in a hotel in another town drinking coffee, reading His
Word, staring at the slit of dawn through the veil of hotel curtains. Read again about the destruction of the Great
Pillars Jachin and Boaz, a story that has always fascinated me. I have Union students spread out over 800 miles
of hard road rendezvousing today in NYC.
A man of many days moving over the earth seeking to know what’s what,
finding meaning in every moment that begins with The Ancient of Days. God let me see today so that I might “rejoice
and be glad in it.” Thought of this song
this morning, ground my teeth on it while The Old Rugged Cross and Amazing
Grace carried me safely home!
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