Yesterday I went to sunrise service for the first time, but in the wet and the cold I was distracted; my more earthly purposes of supporting a friend and scouting a potential WL were fulfilled. Nevertheless it was only today when I read the passage in Luke about the Resurrection to the Ascension did the "very early in the morning" bit hit me as being incredibly significant.
Yesterday I reached the point where I had exactly 7 more months to go through.
Yesterday I had found what I had long suspected to be true: the best conversations happen in the seats of cars and over unplanned 3-hour long dinners. Smaller groups preferable.
