I ate at Bulldog Northeast, Brasa, Stella’s, Izzy’s, and many other of my favorite Minneapolis restaurants.
I laughed.
I got to meet a sweet 4-month old boy and make him laugh.
I drank wine around a bonfire.
I went to a Cheap Trick concert.
I read Don Miller next to a lake.
I stayed up late.
I slept in.
I watched friends get married.
I drank gin & tonic(s) out of a mason jar.
I drank coffee and read the newspaper on a Sunday morning rather than go to church.
I went on boat rides.
I went to the dentist.
I got sunburned.
I got rained on.
I talked about God with some people who I never would’ve expected to talk about God with.
I read a lot.
I got approved by my candidacy committee.
I vented.
I tasted wine in the basement of a gift shop in rural Wisconsin.
I went to the Minnesota State Fair.
I ate a lot of junk at the Minnesota State Fair.
I told jokes.
I toured a mansion that was built in the 1800’s.
I remembered that I can survive without the internet.
I conspired to change the world.
I conspired to change the church.
I conspired to change myself.
I took a Sabbath.
And it was good.
What did you do on your summer vacation? Even if it was just for an hour.
Cheers,
Eric
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