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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.

“Comfort, give comfort to my people, says your God.” – Isaiah 40:1

For some time now, you have heard me hint of this elusive podcast that I’m launching. I’ve kept suggesting that my next newsletter would include a link to the first episode. But weeks… okay, months… have gone by with neither hide nor hair of said episode.

I began writing this newsletter at 2:13 a.m., on a red eye flight from Calgary to Atlanta. Even though it was the middle of the night, my internal clock was so messed up it hardly seemed to matter anymore and I was filled with enthusiasm for the week I had just spent on Vancouver Island. I had lots to say.