It is raining. We depart for home today. Fair Haven beautifully awaits us. Whether or not The Circle will be Unbroken is always a sweet way in which I consider all family gatherings; has this one tightened the Tie that binds, has it brought us closer, blessed the widening but unbroken circle? Yes, this one has forged stronger links, woven tighter bounds, and increased the love that seals all deals. We are, at best, a house of scoundrels, a rag-tag bunch of vagabonds, strangers tramping the earth–but tramping together, all for one and one for all. We are loud. We are opinionated, strong-willed, play hard, laugh long and often, allow our spirits free reign, wild is a good way of thinking of us, wild at heart. But above all we are lovers, heaven-bent on loving one another, forgiving our debts, overlooking our faults, laughing at each other's notions, giving no quarter but quickly jumping to aid. We are an American family, southern by birth and grace, followers of Christ Jesus, disciples, crazy, wild, and overwhelmingly high-spirited. We are family and that, we all know, is only and always, and always, by free-flowing grace and mercy.
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