The “unofficial official” beginning of summer. Remembering those who gave their lives serving in order to keep us free. Rainy day – gloomy weather. Reading. Taking a nap. Facetime with family. Sitting on the back porch. Smoking a brisket. Reading scripture. Working on some projects. Prayer. Worrying about those who are struggling the most. This is what my holiday weekend is like. Probably yours, as well. And the amazing thing is that every bit of it is occurring in the midst of Covid-19. That’s because life goes on, even in crises. As does God’s love in Jesus Christ. And it’s this amazing grace that holds it all together. Thank you, God!