Funerals, Beaches, and the Hard Problem of Consciousness

Inspiring moonrise and some internal conversations

Good morning my friend.

I hope you’re well.

We're back from a week in South Texas, for the last of three family funerals in the last six weeks. It’s been a brutal schedule of travel, hotels, flights, and the swirling mixture of grieving and rejoicing over the loss of loved ones who knew Jesus.

Pat McDonald, a faithful reader of this letter and incredib…