Sunday Morning. A light snow falls. Its dark and early. I'm up, alone. Daylight is only about 8 hours long here at 60 degrees North. The tilt of the earth's axis is well, real. Sunday. Anne will lead worship and preach at her parish, the Voksen Church, this morning. She'll go early and then later I will walk to church from her flat, about 30 minutes, all downhill. 11:00 a.m. Lutheran worship in Norwegian.
Yesterday we walked the Vigeland Park, a famous place with large statues depicting the stages of life. These granite figures made by Gustav Vigeland for a world fair seem almost alive. Their granite carries the tensions of life, its joys and sorrows, its beginning and end.
We looked at Anne's old albums from our first year at seminary in 1978! and then the various times we have met over the years, Albuquerque, Leoti, Glenwood Springs, Park City. We are no longer skinny young friends. Life has enriched and scarred us both, full good lives for both of us. Its fair to say that we are deeply grateful.
J
At the park on Saturday
Near Glenwood Springs, CO 1987
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