Peace Like A River


It was a wide river, mistakable for a lake or even an ocean unless you'd been wading and knew its current. Somehow I'd crossed it... Now I saw the stream regrouped below, flowing on through what might've been vineyards, pastures, orhards... It flowed between and alongside the rivers of people; from here it was no more than a silver wire winding toward the city. - Leif Enger, Peace Like A River

Sunday, February 16, 2003

Just got John down for his Sunday nap. He got another scrape in the nursery this morning. He's had a few of those now. This time, apparently he was playing on a chair or something and fell over and bumped his nose, so it was bleeding for a little bit. He's got a little bruise on his nose, and it looks slightly swollen.

He's really been playing a lot lately with his LeapPad, and he's getting better at using it, meaning he can follow the instructions better, and touch the right numbers or whatever... Rhonda said first thing this morning when he got up he said "LeapPad!"

The church is wrapping up their annual missions conference today. The theme has been on urban ministries, particularly here in the Cities. It's been quite interesting, various people talking about all the different things going on in the metro area that we might not usually be aware of. There are many many different ethnic groups. Many refugees are settled here because this is seen to be a welcoming area. The Cities have the largest Somali population outside Africa, the largest Hmong population outside SE Asia, a rapidly growing Hispanic population, the largest urban Native American population outside cities in the Southwest, and so on and so on.

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