to my friend Jay and his new wife Monique. They were married on Saturday in St. Louis.
I think the first real conversation I had with Jay was after a Sunday lunch at the guys’ house, where my brother lived for three years during medical school and where I still attend a Bible study on Tuesday nights. Jay lived in the house during his med school years as well. We talked about infant baptism and the covenant on the front porch. We didn’t argue, just discussed. We recognized that we could be friends even if we disagreed.
(correct me if I’m wrong, Jay).
God’s richest blessings on the two of you as you begin your life together under Him.
life’s been a little crazy lately, but i’m going to leave the craziness behind for a bit and take a little 10 hour plane ride tomorrow. i highly recommend it.
i need to pack.
in one long weekend. I drove from Philly to Carlisle to visit my sister Abby, then straight down I-81 to Johnson City, Tennnessee to visit my brother Mike and his wife Robyn and their new little girl Molly. I split time with them and with my other brother Jon and his wife Emily in Asheville. I fit in an Andrew Peterson and Eric Peters concert on Friday night at the New City Cafe in Knoxville, and a trip to the Asheville Pizza and Brewing Company, where I kept Molly occupied so her parents could enjoy a movie. Here’s a picture Robyn snapped before we went inside:
It was exhausting–especially the drive home–but I wouldn’t have traded the time with the family!