This week, we’ve done a lot of catching up with friends. I’ll highlight one of those visits in my next entry. Here’s a summary of the rest of them, some of whom haven’t been mentioned before in this blog (hence the introduction tag).
On Tuesday, we finally made our way back to Fresno via Los Gatos. We stopped by there to visit our friend Heather. She was a part of Edi’s MOPS group here in Fresno, as well as her recruiter and (more recently) sales director with Mary Kay. Her husband, Matt, was working so we weren’t able to see him, but we did spend several hours with her and their three kids. It was a nice time of catching up.
Wednesday, we ran errands and then enjoyed the Sugar Group. Paul and Tracy (and their 3 kids) came, which was an unexpected treat. The meeting itself consisted of the final excerpts of a movie (?) produced by a Christian company. I haven’t seen any of the rest of it but the ending saw a teenage girl whose grandfather recently passed away asking basic and important questions of her government school science teacher. The science teacher forwards the logical fallacy sometimes called postmodernism or relativism. The dialog contains the kind of self-contradictions common to postmodernism such as, “the truth is, there is no truth.” In the end, the family (parents and daughter) conclude that, while they don’t have all the answers, they’ll do their best to learn the truth and follow it. And, specifically, the truth they seek is the truth about God, our origins, and our ultimate destiny. Pretty good stuff for a Bible study group.
Thursday, we (Edi and I and the kids) had lunch with Adam, a high-school friend with an interesting set of theological and philosophical positions: messianic Jewish near-libertarian. We enjoyed catching up on all sorts of topics, but mostly relating to freedom. We also visited with Marshall (who, coincidentally, Adam used to work for) on Thursday evening. More about that later.
Friday, we spent the day with Edi’s Fresno family (step-mom and brother). The kids enjoyed feeding the birds while the rest of us caught up. And we even snuck in lunch (breakfast for me) at long-time-favorite the Train Depot, nee Iron Rail (and maybe other names).
Now it’s lunch time and I still have two more to write, one about Marshall and another about last night’s movie, which every one on the planet should see despite what might sound like a mediocre review. I know, the suspense is killing you…
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