Another candidate for "God's country"

Sometimes it’s hard to believe I get to do this job. I’m writing this post from a ferry in the Puget Sound, going from a Perspectives class last night to my final Perspectives class of the spring tonight.


This part of the U.S. is unbelievable. I'm a hazard driving around, my head swinging back and forth as I try to drink in all the beauty. I can’t figure out why we don’t all live here. Sure it’s remote. Sure there’s a little bit of the weirdness that comes with living on a island (no, offense, Marti and Nanette). But God is at work here: Three healthy Perspectives classes and lots of people wondering how they can make their lives count for God’s purposes, how they can lovingly and respectfully invite others to follow Jesus.



It makes me happy to join in.