Good morning, folks. It’s a beautiful Saturday here in southeast Texas. My mom’s birthday is today, so this evening will be spent at the parental units’ residence. We’re supposed to get a bit of a cool front early next week, so I’m looking forward to that. I have a few baby showers on the docket, and I’m already gearing up for all the holiday whatnot in the next handful of months.
But otherwise, not a lot going on. I’m almost settled on a church, I think. Next step is to figure out where to move after my lease runs out early next year. But that’s another story for another time, I think.
Meanwhile, the world continues to be insane as usual. The writer Karen Swallow Prior said something pretty salient this week on Twitter (and by the way, she’s an excellent follow):
From flags to sex, to politics, to entertainment & power, America’s idols are being revealed–a moment of grace, if only we will receive it.
If only we will receive it. May it be.
Anyway, on with the show:
- Paintings of the life of Christ, if He had been Korean.
- This new John Legend song is, as the kids say, a bop.
- I’ve always been slightly uncomfortable with the term “rainbow baby” but have never really been able to articulate why. This article gets it.
- Lovely new album of worship songs about work called, well, Work Songs.
- WHY. Why is that a thing.
- Not one, but two food blogs I read have done Spaghetti-O-like recipes this week, which I’m taking as a sign to hunt down some of that ring-shaped pasta and experiment.
That’s all I have. Be well.