Life can be too full of good things. I skipped the James Bible study this morning before church. I canceled small group this evening. Life has been piling up, and I need a true day of rest. Maybe this is what it's like to be 60--to be frazzled around the edges much of the time. I will go to Morningstar tomorrow and spend two nights in a cabin, alone, silent, with my writing. I can think of no greater pleasure right now.
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