And just like that, the First Impressions Plumblines series disappeared last week. It went the way of a ship in the Bermuda Triangle and the Roanoke Island colonists and my set of Mp3 speakers that were lost in the move.
As a matter of fact, the entire blog disappeared last week due to a preaching assignment this weekend. Our elders graciously allowed me to tell our family’s adoption story, but tie that to the bigger picture of how pure religion can actually be a good thing that compels us to care for the orphan, the widow, and the stranger.
If you’re so inclined, here are the tie-ins to this weekend’s message:
…and the adoption video that started it all:
Connective Tissue 
June 25, 2012 at 11:03 am
Beautiful, beautiful story