James was given a new grill for Christmas, which means he will now be cooking dinner. That, my friends, is a gift to us all.
Me, assembling the grill in my pajamas. How lovely.
James, posing by the grill (in his pajamas)
so people will think he helped with the assembly.
Just kidding. He helped -- a little.
Posted by Amanda at 11:59 PM
I talk about my life anyway because if, on the one hand,
hardly anything could be less important, on the other hand,
hardly anything could be more important.
My story is important not because it is mine, God knows,
but because if I tell it anything like right, the chances are
you will recognize that in many ways it is also yours.
Maybe nothing is more important than that we keep track, you and I,
of these stories of who we are and where we have come from
and the people we have met along the way
because it is precisely through these stories in all their particularity,
as I have long believed and often said, that God makes himself known
to each of us most powerfully and personally.
-- Frederick Buechner
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That looks like a nice one! We have grill envy over here ... ours is fairly dilapidated (sp?) after years of use.