In the event . . .

You are ever given the choice between watching this movie:


or contracting the plague



choose the plague. Seriously. There is a least medicine for that

This Summer . . .

I am going to be here:


or here:



or maybe even here:



While we have not planned out the details, Abigail and I are leaving on a jet plane for Washington State. You might ask a question, why Washington? The answer is why not! For a while now we have talked about how fun it would be to find cheap plane tickets to someplace and then just go. We found a start up air line that was offering low ticket prices as a promotion to select cities, and Seattle (actually it is a regional airport right in between Seattle and Vancouver) was the furthest destination from Indiana. Since round trip tickets were only $125 a piece, we jumped on it!

It has been a while since Abigail was able to put her true hobby of trip planning into action, so she is already giddy with the possibilities of what we can do. I know for sure though, that we will at least cross over into Canada so that I can use my passport for the third time in three years!

A Song for Easter

There are a lot of appropriate songs to mark this weekend, but this is one I really like. I hope all of you have a happy Easter, and not because of bunnies and eggs but because He is risen indeed!

Sea of Faces
by Kutless


I see the city lights all around me
Everyone's obscure
Ten million people each with their problems
Why should anyone care

And in Your eyes I can see
I am not just a man, vastly lost in this world
Lost in a Sea of Faces
Your body's the bread, Your blood is the wine
Because you traded Your life for mine

Sometimes my life it feels so trivial
Immersed in the greatness of space
Yet somehow you still find the time for me
It's then You show me Your love

And In Your eyes I can see
And in Your arms I will be
I am not just a man, vastly lost in this world
Lost in a Sea of Faces
Your body's the bread, Your blood is the wine
Because you traded Your life for mine

If only my one heart
Was all you'd gain from all it cost
Well I know you would have still been a man
With a reason
To willingly offer your life

I am not just a man, vastly lost in this world
Lost in a Sea of Faces
Your body's the bread, Your blood is the wine
Because you traded Your life for mine

Just one in a million faces