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

Friday, February 28, 2003

traffic around here is funny. The worst time of the year is September, as people are back from summer vacation, and so aren't away on other vacations yet, and people are going back to school, so the roads are most clogged during that month. Friday mornings by contrast are usually fairly light. Don't know if people work other days of the week or what. But the funny thing is Friday afternoons are usually pretty slow. I don't know where they come from if they're not coming to work in the morning. Maybe it's people heading out of town, but I don't know where they're going in the winter. Hmm.

Had cell group last night, we're going through a study on Philip Yancey's book The Jesus I Never Knew. A unique part of it is there's a videotape with it, with segments about 10 minutes long each time, with clips from different movie interpretations of the Gospels. Ranging from Italian films to silent films, etc... Quite interesting book. Rhonda stayed home with John last night as Ramsey has started working at Walmart. When I got home John was still awake so he told me about his evening.

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