*This was written on the plane from Columbia, SC to Dallas/Ft. Worth at 7:20 am. I was surviving on 3 hours of sleep.* "This is how the world ends, not with a bang, but with a whimper." IF you've never seen a sunrise from an airplane, above the giant fleece blanket of dewdrops known as the cloud line, then you haven't lived. Some of the most beautiful scenes of my life have been from an airplane. Like the fireworks that flashed like tiny Christmas lights above Portland, OR on the 4th of July, when I was returning home from Summer Staff. All this only to remind me of how lucky and blessed I am; all that God allows me, how can I ever give enough thanks. We're outrunning the sunrise, trying to beat time. Listening to
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