Thursday night Christina and I split a Margarita Pizza with David Gilmour. No, not the lead singer of Pink Floyd, the other David Gilmour; our new point man with our District, out of Omaha. Our old point man (Church Multiplication Director) was just elected District Superintendent, so this pizza was our little meet-and-greet with the new guy. (Speaking of which… go to South Avenue Pizza and order the Margarita. Go now.)
Last month (June 11, 2010, to be exact) my wife Christina and I traveled to Chicago to celebrate the wedding of our friends Lisa-Marie and Mircea. Christina was the Matron of Honor, and I was the Co-Officiant, with the task of delivering the homily, which is like a formal mini-sermon.
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Bless me, Father… it’s been 5 months and 2 days since my last blog post. I’ve felt it, too. I miss the constant outlet I used to have. But lately I’ve just had these thoughts, and composed entire blog posts in my mind, but never typed them out. I just selfishly kept all these thoughts […]