As I’m fixing to go back again into the world (amy and i leave tommorow morn for england), I’m re-calling the song of my own heritage into my body. I don’t know why, but I feel a mess stronger this time going out. Not just for having a wife (which is, in itself, amazing!), but like more of me is allowed to show up as I go. She is a jewel! And as we go it is like the foundations are being made apparent. Glory to God! Can I get an Amen?! (this was always a rhetorical question where I’m from). We are what He says we are-and each person truly is a diademic story.