Seattle....

Seattle

July 28

It seems odd.

I guess not so much odd as surreal.

Maybe that is not even the right word.

Almost seems as if I am in a dream.

I am sitting in the plane as we cruise from Albuquerque to Phoenix.

Hard to believe that after seven weeks of being away from the farm I am on my way back.

Five weeks of pedaling.

Almost two weeks of being with Michal and Matthew.

Reality of life is calling me back from this beautiful time of journey and travel.

Ministry meetings.

Figuring out the next part of this journey.

To Omaha.

For Kacia's third year of teacher education.

Jonathan heading up north for school in Canada.

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July 30

Tomorrow I head north for meetings.

The next day, Saturday, Kacia and I begin our trip.

Gonna see some relatives on the way.

The travel each summer to get her to university has become a tradition.

Always so much fun.

Never quite sure how far we will go in one day.

Where we will stop.

I do know that I am so thankful I can spend this time with my daughter.

It is a privilege.

An honor.

A joy.

No matter where my children land in life, I will always be willing to travel to see them.

That is one of my great delights I get to do.

It almost came to a very abrupt and certain close some years ago.

But....

For the grace of the Lord, I was able to pick up where I had stalled and fallen in life.

I am a Dad again.

Pops as some people call me.

Am so glad my Father in Heaven rescued me from what have could have been a life long tragedy.

My family never gave up on me.

They prayed for me.

They encouraged me.

They held me accountable.

They listened.

They challenged.

They spoke into my life.

They loved me.

Warts, bruises, wounds and all.

They loved me.

How can I not do the same for those around me?

Family, friends and even enemies all alike?

Just as the Lord did.

And still does.

Continuing to joy in the journey,

D.