Last weekend we went to Dallas for a regional color guard competition.  Saturday was Brandt’s birthday so we extended the trip a bit and visited a sweet cousin in Oklahoma. Having visited Texas twice in the last month I realize that I enjoy visiting but it’s just not a place I would enjoy calling home….

Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting: The Soul that rises with us, our life’s star, Hath had elsewhere its setting, And cometh from afar: Not in entire forgetfulness, And not in utter nakedness, But trailing clouds of glory do we come From God, who is our home: The year was 1992. I…