From September 24, 2021

Last Wednesday morning, after working from 4:30am to 7:15am on my Journal and a budget-related document, I had a little time before I had to get ready for a visit from one of our doctors for a scheduled injection and to receive a visitor who would be coming at 9:00am. I stood in front of my bookcase looking to see which book would jump out at me for a little time of reading and reflection. I passed over a pantheon of my favorite writers…and stopped at Love, Henri, which is the book consisting of Nouwen’s letters.