Hello. It has been many days since I have written; either here or in my journal. What a pity. I find that my life fills up with things I don't like, simply because they are easier than what I love. Praise Jesus that we are called to his glory and to our fulfillment and not to the things we tend to do. It has been beautiful here in the Sierra foothills - a false spring. The oaks know that it will still freeze again, still snow. The manzanitas have been fooled, their delicate upside-down-cup blossoms are longing to open up, and our small pots of herbs-cilantro, oregano, parsley and basil-are all thriving in their infanthood.

Hamba kahle (go well)

jc

Hello. Not much to say, except that I'm adding Jeremy Albright to my list.

jc

I have been in my new favorite place, a place I would like to live for all my days, except for the slight fear of slipping into the ocean. Big Sur is my new best friend. Anne and I spent Thursday evening in Walnut Creek in our friend's apartment and then drove down to Limekiln State Park for Friday and Saturday. I saw the sunset four nights in a row, and I saw seals, seagulls fishing, I watched for whales and felt the waves pounding the beach. What more could I want? This weekend reminded me of something else. I had been praying for some great time of solitude, and it was okay. However, God had in mind that Anne and I would comfort our friend at a time when he needed it and could not communicate it to us. I have no idea how to follow God's heart most of the time, but I am thankful that he is faithful in helping me work out my salvation.

jc