I'm tempted to follow the leadership of El Mol and just check out of blogging for the summer. I've been too busy the past week to do any writing. Unlike the two weeks from hell where the spawn of Satan invaded my work territory, the busyness of the past week has been good and productive and actually quite joyful. I'm in the middle of a four day weekend where I've countered the previous few weeks of hard work with an equal amount of hard play, but I've been active through it all. Two days of UBC garage sale, helping Josh and Lindsay move into their new place, several continuous hours in the Dugan's pool, one or two or four or more bottles of good Texas beer, and the nicest tan I've had since childhood have made a great couple of days. This morning I preached at a small UCC church out in the country and I'm about to head down to Austin with the wonderful Carneys to help them pick up a washer and dryer. Tomorow I'll be busting my ass to make sure I celebrate Kyle's birthday in a way that is worthy of the great big ball of life and vibrancy he bestowed on me for five and a half years.
My ride is here, got to go. See you when I see you. Be blessed, be strong, be together.