It’s 0700 and I have a roaring fire in the wood stove to warm our hearts. It’s been a rough few days for us here. I had a health scare which fortunately has been figured to be the lesser of the evils. Good but exhausting. Then last night our son had news that one of his high school classmates had gone the suicide route. Someone we knew. We have had a rash of young people taking their live’s in the past few years. Hard to handle for me and for us.
You will remember that when I was in Spain I had three of those wrist bands on to remind me of things. One was for a wonderful young US Army Officer that was killed in the recent fight against terrorism. I knew him. Second was a wonderful young young man that went the suicide route here in the neighborhood and I knew him. And the third bracelet was from the hospital to remind me to talk to people about colon cancer.
Somewhere on my way back from Spain I cut these all off because they …. Well, they were too heavy for me, if that makes sense. I had bought the pilgrim bracelet and I had to go with that for a while.
Please say a prayer for our neighborhood. Ah, I look up and the fire has died down and we need some more wood. Let’s keep it all burning. Love, Phil.