Here are some birthday pictures from last night. Some pasta with red wine:
Then there is the masterpiece of cake. "Sing 'Happy Birthday' fast or we'll have to call the FIRE DEPARTMENT!" But there it is, a beautiful cheesecake baked by my wife, so yummy:
Then there is the masterpiece of cake. "Sing 'Happy Birthday' fast or we'll have to call the FIRE DEPARTMENT!" But there it is, a beautiful cheesecake baked by my wife, so yummy:
It's a very simple cake, not a "Doctor Who" cake. Although we did notice the opening on the top of the cake when it came out of the oven. Scary! "It's a crack-in-space-and-time! Well, sort of... looks like part of one, anyway. But we must not be too precise because the very existence of the universe itself may be in danger! Call the Doctor!!"
Let me try to illustrate the crisis:
— Well, never mind. "Whovians" will know what I mean. Everyone else will just think we're a nerdy family (which is true). It's all fun and nonsense!
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But seriously, it was a difficult day in some ways, full of reflection, some anxiety, and prayer. On this January 2, I turned 53 years old. Fifty three. Years!
I admit that I'm slightly freaked out by that number.
Where did the last decade go? Can I possibly be just two years away from "senior discounts"?
Still, I feel healthier today than I did ten years ago (I was very sick back then) and—strangely—I even feel "younger." Who knows? The future is in God's hands, always. He gives me this moment here and now, full of miracles of His love, inviting me to trust in Him and walk with Him.
During the day, I worked up an "impressionist-art" style graphic with digital software from a photo I took not long ago of a country road going off into the evening light.
Lord, lead me on this journey of Yours, one step, one day at a time.
Let me try to illustrate the crisis:
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| The Eleventh Doctor (Matt Smith) and Amy Pond (Karen Gillan) find the cracks everywhere, even on Amy's childhood bedroom wall. It's hard to summarize the dangers here (they're proposterous but they're really bad). |
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| Oh NOOO! See the problem??? |
— Well, never mind. "Whovians" will know what I mean. Everyone else will just think we're a nerdy family (which is true). It's all fun and nonsense!
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But seriously, it was a difficult day in some ways, full of reflection, some anxiety, and prayer. On this January 2, I turned 53 years old. Fifty three. Years!
I admit that I'm slightly freaked out by that number.
Where did the last decade go? Can I possibly be just two years away from "senior discounts"?
Still, I feel healthier today than I did ten years ago (I was very sick back then) and—strangely—I even feel "younger." Who knows? The future is in God's hands, always. He gives me this moment here and now, full of miracles of His love, inviting me to trust in Him and walk with Him.
During the day, I worked up an "impressionist-art" style graphic with digital software from a photo I took not long ago of a country road going off into the evening light.
Lord, lead me on this journey of Yours, one step, one day at a time.
