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I have nothing against jazz, but I am not a big fan of it popping up during my morning reflection time when I have set my Apple Play to “Peaceful Nature Songs.” I am even less a fan when the song is called “Vivacious Cleaning.” I am not in the mood for cleaning, Apple. Or at least I wasn’t until that song came on and now the Scrubby Deutsch inside of me wants to go straighten up a bunch of loose ends.

It has always struck me as odd. Who goes fishing the week after one’s dearest friend has been crucified and then goes missing from his tomb? Well, the answer is Peter apparently. This coming Friday’s Gospel passage opens with Peter announcing, “I’m going fishing,” and then a number of Jesus’ other disciples joining in, “We are going with you.” Seriously? Fishing?

Embarrassing to admit, but this morning is the first time I’ve picked up my Give Us This Day in over a week. I can tell because of where the bookmark has been left. March 11. The first day of the Dominican Preaching Network symposium in St. Louis. When I travel, I always pack GUTD with noble intentions of having some sort of rhythm to the start of day and then…. Well, life happens. And last week lots of life happened.

My seven-year-old nephew is a bit of an old soul. Not long ago, he ended a call with me by saying, “Well, it was a pleasure doing business with you.” We aren’t sure where he comes from. Neither of his parents talk like this. Last summer when hearing his mom and dad discussing Lisa, the nurse who was caring for my dad, he chimed in from the back seat, “Lisa. Now there is a name you can trust.” Seriously.

Presidents’ Day Weekend is always a great time to travel, especially if you live in the blustery North and winter has begun to wear on one’s spirit. I do not live in the North. We have not seen snow in Georgia all year. But we did have one day in recent memory where it was 12 degrees and I am a weakling. That day alone was enough for me to book my ticket for sunny southern California.

Okay, so maybe you haven’t been sitting next to your computer with baited breath like I have, but if you’ve been following this newsletter for a while, you know that I’ve been working for the past 18 months now pretty much non-stop on a new book in the “Redeeming” series called Redeeming Power.

Many of you are probably familiar with the infamous “Florida Man” who participates in all kinds of strange shenanigans unlikely to occur anywhere else. As a former resident of the state I have all sorts of ideas why this might be.

It was an honor last Sunday to have a portion of my Epiphany preaching from a couple years back featured in Give Us This Day—my favorite daily devotional.

While all the children were nestled “snug in their beds” with “visions of sugar plums dancing in their heads,” I am imagining that you struggled to sleep throughout the holiday anxiously awaiting news as to whether Delta had regranted me my airline status for 2024. Well, yes, Autumn, there really is a Santa Claus. I woke on Christmas morn to discover that I had crossed that ever-so-difficult-to-figure-out magical line. (Hint to Delta: You could make your strange algorithm for counting miles wayyyyy more clear for Skymiles members.)

Before I launch into today’s newsletter, I have a request from my friend Autumn to include a correction to my last newsletter. In response to the grave crisis I faced regarding the potential loss of my Delta status and my quest to find 1500 more miles before the end of the month, she wants you to know that she did not say, “You have lost your mind.” Rather she said, “Are you bats?#$t crazy?!?” Autumn does not feel that the way I recorded our conversation earlier conveys the profound depth of her concern for my sanity.