door journals VI…

it’s our last day in the door. we hate to see it come to an end. it has been a wonderful time of rest for the mind and the body. it has been a time of strengthening in the most important relationships. as a result of my time in the door i feel closer to the Sweet Lord Jesus, to my beautiful dark haired and dark eyed wife, to my little blond-haired buddy K2, and to my best bud and long-haired brother chuk. thanks Lord.

we are about to drive down the coast to the shores of eagle harbor for our last trip to ‘good eggs’. if they had a web-site i would link them. they are that good. soft tortilla shells wrapped around pipping hot eggs and your choice of meat (sausage fo me) and a pick of your kind of cheese. it’s about eight hours of happiness, it keeps you full that long. the shop is part of the experience, it’s part surf shop part back porch part coffee shop. great place. anywho, that’s where we’re kickin’ it today.

Comments

  1. DAD AND MOM says:

    Hay, can’t tell you how much I have enjoyed these posts. Wish I could have been there with you. The Good Eggs sounds like my kind of place. I too, long for intimacy with Jesus over every other thing in life and long to long for intimacy with Jesus…

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