The Messages We Send
I am writing from Michigan where I am getting to know grandson Caleb up close and personal. He is, of course, the most remarkable child ever born, though I may be a bit biased in my assessment. Becky and I will be in worship on Sunday to explain our reasons for thinking so highly of our grandson if you’d like to hear them.
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Becky and I became grandparents on Tuesday, August 3.
These are the final few hours of my week in Brazil and after a great lunchtime churasco (the Brazilian way a grilling meat that is unmatched anywhere else), people are resting and enjoying the mid-winter day.
This week’s edition of the E-pistle comes to you a bit early as I am on my way south – to Brazil and to the 70-degree weather of mid-winter in the Brazilian highlands. I will be spending the week with friends in Belo Horizonte, a city of about 3 million 200 miles north of Rio de Janeiro. But right now I am at 35,000 feet somewhere between Philadelphia and Miami where I will have an eight-hour layover before my eight and a half hour flight to Belo Horizonte.
I can hardly wait for Monday morning. That’s when the latest edition of an LPC Vacation Bible School begins. This year’s theme is