Dec, 2007
'Tis the gift to be simple,
'tis the gift to be free,
'tis the gift to come down where you ought to be,
And when we find ourselves in the place just right,
It will be in the valley of love and delight.
by Joseph Brackett, Jr., 1848
'tis the gift to be free,
'tis the gift to come down where you ought to be,
And when we find ourselves in the place just right,
It will be in the valley of love and delight.
by Joseph Brackett, Jr., 1848
Since moving to Chiang Mai, I have had much time to read, to contemplate, to watch my daughters grow, and, always, as a background to all this has been the sound of Wa humming, singing and occasionally grunting as she bakes and knits and gardens. And it has dawned on me that I have landed just where I ought to be.
It's been a heart wrenching, gut splattering, circuitous route that could easily have led to ruin, but didn't. And not a day goes by when I'm not thankful for whatever grace that deposited me here.
I would not wish that journey on anyone. But the destination, I wish it on all of my friends with all of my heart. Indeed, I wish it on all good people everywhere.
Happy New Year.
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