meditatio at the water's edge

Twenty minutes ago I was walking across the parking ramps upper level on my way back to the car, or think that I call car. It is hot, the kind of hot when even boxers feel miserable (don't ask). So, the comfort of the chair in the air of the mall was refreshing. Now refreshed, I am also twenty some dollars poorer.

Spending an hour at Barnes & Noble reading the first two chapters of Blue Like Jazz by Donald Miller was enough to inspire the purchase of the book for me and another for a friend.

I had been at the blog of Brian Lowery, and he suggeted the book. Then last week, John Raymond, who works for Zondervans, more than suggested it as well.

I like to read, but this is more than a read. This is candy to the mind, but it also has food value. I dare guess that I will be done with it yet this week. It's powerful; it's real, and it's about me (and you).

Blessings... get the book!