I like phildirt's answer best. And Damien I'm still giggling over the recollection of you imitating an interview question, imaginary microphone in hand, when we stopped by on Friday and chatted about this. Chatting with you always bring me spontaneously wonderful moments of joy, and if you only knew how rare that is for me, you would go leaping and bounding in happiness. Just like Peter and John and the lame man.
I like words, images, graphic design, well-turned phrases, doodling, humor and profundity. These are found in every quarter and I'm always on the hunt. I was rescued (in November, 1974) from guilt and a stubborn irrational belief in an impersonal chance universe (with the accompanying hopelessness). I'm now convinced that nothing is more obvious or worthy of our attention than our Creator and the one true ancient path. Only Jesus has the words of everlasting life. Like John Newton "I once was lost but now am found, was blind but now I see."
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can you email me the image? china doesn't let me see pix on blogger.
birdie?
good try bob. you're in the right ballpark.
(this is a cute one, papa... and i feel priviledged to have inspired a fingerpost!)
love, sienna
Robin??!?!?
and yes, you do have four BEAUTIFUL daughters!!
-linnea taylor
ROBIN!
Robin!
yes, they're all named robin. is that unbelievable or what?
i don't believe it
hey
i visit u by chance
ur blog with wonderfull images make me happy
good luck for u and ur sisters
That's awesome!! Thanks for calling today, Uncle Damien. You have a gift of spreading joy. ~emily charissa
Maybe we ought to set Chalice up with The youngest wooten boy....whose mother's name is....
she will be able to get right to the heart of the issue-"hey, what's your mom's name?"
I like phildirt's answer best. And Damien I'm still giggling over the recollection of you imitating an interview question, imaginary microphone in hand, when we stopped by on Friday and chatted about this. Chatting with you always bring me spontaneously wonderful moments of joy, and if you only knew how rare that is for me, you would go leaping and bounding in happiness. Just like Peter and John and the lame man.
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