Fog hugs the ground as it flows. From the Pacific Ocean. Over mountains.
Into Marin County.
The year we live there, I anticipate this view. Each morning. As I drive the kids to school.
Spectacular beauty.

Fog hugs the ground as it flows. From the Pacific Ocean. Over mountains.
Into Marin County.
The year we live there, I anticipate this view. Each morning. As I drive the kids to school.
Spectacular beauty.
Naming places. Putting our experiences on the map.
No ordinary map.
But one detailing journey and rest.
Marking a lifetime of walking with the Lord.
“I promise.”
Absolute guarantee.
Lifetime warranty.
Permanent agreement.
These vows we hear at every turn and transaction.
And, after a while, find ourselves taking them with a grain of salt. As they say.