-Stars twinkling through tree branches at night. That just never gets old.
-An email from a friend in Ireland letting me know that he'd read a book I'd love and that a copy of it is on its way to me.
-Preaching yesterday at the wonderful church in Corpus my friend Karen grew up in. As I shook the hand of a sweet, older woman, she told me with a proud smile that she was Karen's Grandmother. The handshake quickly turned into a hug.
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