Though I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I have become sounding brass or a clanging cymbal. And though I have the gift of prophecy, and understand all mysteries and all knowledge, and though I have all faith, so that I could remove mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. And though I bestow all my goods to feed the poor, and though I give my body to be burned, but have not love, it profits me nothing.

Writings

Fair Havens

I have finally arrived up on Lopez Island.  Life has been very busy and stressful lately and it feels so nice to have most of my loose ends tied up and enjoying life on this slow island.  My parents named this place Fair Havens from Acts 28.  It is a calm in the storm of life where we can come up and just be.  Already, after just a few hours I feel more at peace.  I will post part 2 of my trip preparation in the next few days.  Hope everybody had a Merry Christmas!

No comments:

Post a Comment

Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom)