or the pier on Silver Lake actually. Why is it that when I am on vacation the ideas flow fast and furious, everything is seems possible and the cold-water-dash of 'you can't do that' doesn't seem to exist? More and more I am discovering that not everyone sees the connectedness of all of life the way I do. To me, it's no coincidence that I can sit on Ocracoke at the pier on Silver Lake knowing that my beloved grandparents house sits on another Silver Lake back home in Kentucky.
I am preaching and singing this morning at the Ocracoke UMC with two of the finest musicians with whom I have ever been privileged to work: Marcy Brenner and Lou Castro. Lou is the best guitarist, his fingers fly, amazing. Marcy has a transparent soul that captures the poetry that is her life, distills life as all poets do and sets it to music, to sink down into that deep place that is the core in each of us.
Good stuff. God stuff.
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