Wednesday, April 4

All the trees of the field will clap their hands

This is from one of my favorite verses from Isaiah. It goes like this:

"For you shall go out with joy, and be led out with peace; the mountains and the hills shall break forth into singing before you, and all the trees of the field shall clap their hands."

Amazing. I think the mere fact that Sufjan Stevens made it a song title makes me adore it even more. Perhaps more than is necessary.

Speaking of, Morgan Blizzard is amazing. Sujan was playing at her school Friday evening, and as I was making the long drive to Asheville for the CRU leadership conference with Dane, Patty and Josh, she called me and held up the phone to the stage. I heard TWO, live, Sufjan songs. TWO. My friends are flipping wonderful.

And so I am writing this dang pape, actually it's a book review on a 300-page mother all about partisan lables and yawn and bore. Of course I've been working on this extended study by Sharon E. Jarvis for about two months now and still I manage to work on it just hours before it's due. The Talk of the Party - don't read it. Please. Anywho I have some pics of last weekend.

Denise, Josh and me.

Denise, me, Dane and Josh. Possibly my favorite pic of ALLL time.

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