A birthday lunch with a literary friend, a perfect summer day, the beautiful insightful words of a former student turned muse, a son’s decision to embrace the fearsome, and freckles on a little face. What is the connection you ask? Inspiration. The blessings of this life overflow in abundance—even when the clouds obscure the truth. And so…I must do something with the gratitude. Here goes…
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About pilgrimascending
I'm a wanderer far from home---one who both enjoys the journey and looks forward in anticipation to the great city, the ultimate destination. I seek to ascend the steep slope in song, blending my voice with the echoes of those who've traversed this path before me. Come, join me in singing the glory of both this life and the greater glory to come.
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