How Busy is Too Busy?

205 at nightA couple years ago when my church merged with another church from Vancouver, I remember taking the longer drive.  Driving out on the 205 bridge and seeing the breathtaking view of the Gorge and Mt. Hood I thought this seemed right.  I’d feel God as soon as I crossed the river.  Like something was released.  New seasons, the old has gone, the new has come.

And it has been a journey, one which I’m still taking.  Now I’ve moved across the border to a place perhaps less noisy, a bit more conservative.  My dad helped me moved the other day and we were talking about how many flags were being hung in the neighborhood which is good.  Patriotism isn’t something you see much of in Portland. Continue reading »

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