The Love of God

I haven’t heard this song in a long, long time until this past weekend. The imagery of these words still fill my head:

“Could we with ink the ocean fill, And were the skies of parchment made, Were every stalk on earth a quill, And every man a scribe by trade, To write the love of God above Would drain the ocean dry; Nor could the scroll contain the whole, Tho stretched from sky to sky.”

Linton’s First Flight

Our friends Linton and Eileen from Cork, Ireland were in town visiting, and my buddy Michael was gracious enough to take Linton for his first general aviation (i.e. “small plane”) flight. I was lucky enough to tag along.

The weather was pretty crummy, but we got just enough visability to tool around for a bit. Linton was able to try his hand at the controls. Michael is a great host, being very mindful of his ‘first-timers’ and very educational too.

Here’s a couple pictures of the flight:

Thanks for the ride, Michael!