I'm still dragging a bit this morning as I cajole my body to join me back in the Eastern time zone. Marianne and I had a great time visiting with Liam this past weekend in Washington. A few days before our trip, we discovered we could change our flight and arrive in Seattle 12 hours earlier than our original flight. Excitedly, we began to make plans for our extra time in the Emerald City. More time meant more Seattle . More Pike Place Market More Coffee More Smoked Salmon More Views of the Puget Sound More Street Walking and Looking for Cool Shops More Time Together! In Philippians 1:21, Paul says that more time on earth meant more Jesus . I've always considered this verse to be a comforting verse, reminding us that death is not the end and is not to be feared as it is the pathway we take into eternity. As I read the familiar words this morning, the first half of the verse grabbed me. "For me to live is Christ." More Jesus means more time together with Him
because 30 minutes isn't enough time to say everything...