- this is a tale of striking out alone - learning to dance with fear, to march barefoot and bold, and to trade comfort for wild and brutal dreaming and living. It's about wishing and hoping, longing and trying, and whatever I choose to write about in between. It's about social justice and the struggle between marveling at the beauty of life and opening my eyes to hell.
Sunday, May 27, 2012
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me and my irresistibly charming irascibly naughty little brother
Janna: I saw your dad more as a kid than you but have really been moved by your blog. Thanks for your writing and pictures for helping us to think about all those in the world who are so much in need, and so loved by God. One day we will go to heaven if we truly want to spend time with Him (and all His children). God bless you in his work. Joelle (Uncle Joe's sister)
love all your pix
ReplyDeleteJanna: I saw your dad more as a kid than you but have really been moved by your blog. Thanks for your writing and pictures for helping us to think about all those in the world who are so much in need, and so loved by God. One day we will go to heaven if we truly want to spend time with Him (and all His children). God bless you in his work. Joelle (Uncle Joe's sister)
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