• Our Meeting Place

    When last we met along the way,
    The two of us, or sometimes more,
    Knit close together by the moment,
    Touching.
    Close together by what's common,
    Bonding.
    Close together by what's different,
    Shaping.

    We came away so subtly changed,
    I can't explain, I'm somehow more,
    A growing more inside my thinking,
    Shaped.
    Growing more inside my feeling,
    Bonded.
    Growing more inside my being,
    Touched.

    Loving God with all my heart.
    And loving you, my neighbor too.
    I specially meet to think of Him,
    Glorify.
    Specially meet to think of you,
    Satisfy.
    Specially meet to think of life,
    and record the minutes
    from our last meeting.

Help me solve the puzzle

Uncategorized

I used a camera in church today. (Please don’t ask. And I hope you ignored that big bang in the sound area at the back of the church.)

I left the camera on my seat for a while after church, and my wife later picked it up.

When I unloaded the pictures this evening, it was apparent that somebody had helped himself to the camera and intruded his likeness among my photographs.

Here’s where you come in. Can you help me determine who this is?

I am posting his photo below, in the form of a jigsaw puzzle. Click [Create Puzzle], and see how fast you can put him back together.

Then comment below. Who is this intruder?

No Comments

Leave a Reply

Allowed tags: <a href="" title=""> <abbr title=""> <acronym title=""> <b> <blockquote cite=""> <cite> <code> <del datetime=""> <em> <i> <q cite=""> <strike> <strong>