"Finally, I suspect that it is by entering that deep place inside us where our secrets are kept that we come perhaps closer than we do anywhere else to the One who, whether we realize it or not, is of all our secrets the most telling and the most precious we have to tell." Frederick Buechner
Come in! Come in!
"If you are a dreamer, come in. If you are a dreamer, a wisher, a liar, a Hope-er, a Pray-er, a Magic Bean buyer; if you're a pretender, come sit by my fire. For we have some flax-golden tales to spin. Come in! Come in!" -- Shel Silverstein
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Scenes from a Pancake Supper
Well, there were no masks, no beads and certainly no nudity, but a great time was had by all. There was also no parade - unless you count the one that was in constant procession in front of the kitchen, waiting for more pancakes. Which were, in a word - SCRUMPTIOUS!!!!!
We also make the cutest kids, n'est pas? Les files tres jolie!
I'll understand if you have to shield your eyes from the splendor of their magnificence. They are quiet a handsome, brilliant bunch. If you look closely, you'll also see a few miracles in the group. Truly. Miracles.
Could this child be any happier? I love the love at St. Paul's. Okay, I'll stop before I really start to gush.
And, in the end, the pancakes you take are equal to the love you make.
Everybody ready for Lent?
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