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Monthly Archives: June 2008
My New Favourite Picture
Jason Mehl and Family
As you know, I recently had the great privilege of being in Wheaton for a week for the 2008 RZIM Summer Institute there.
I’ll be processing just how awesome (yes, indeed) and humbling that was for some time.
I also got to see my good friend from Toccoa Falls College Tim Benson (who has worked for Tyndale Publishing in Wheaton now for some time).
While living in Wheaton, to my great delight, I discovered that Tim and Jason were also there.
We enjoyed a little more than a year with those two guys two doors down. It was amazing.
Jason graduated from Columbia and went to teach at Uganda Christian University right as we were moving to Ft. Wayne.
There he met a missionary from Ireland named Louise, and the rest is history.

Jason’s parents were missionaries to Africa in his childhood, and now, like many others, he has returned as a second generation missionary.
Please pray for this dear family as they minister in an unpredictable and challenging part of the world.
I can’t wait to meet Louise and baby Lily.
The Eternal Appetite of Infancy
“A child kicks its legs rhythmically through excess, not absence, of life. Because children have abounding vitality, because they are in spirit fierce and free, therefore they want things repeated and unchanged. They always say, “Do it again”; and the grown-up person does it again until he is nearly dead. For grown-up people are not strong enough to exult in monotony. But perhaps God is strong enough… It is possible that God says every morning, “Do it again,” to the sun; and every evening, “Do it again,” to the moon. It may not be automatic necessity that makes all daisies alike: it may be that God makes every daisy separately, but has never got tired of making them. It may be that He has the eternal appetite of infancy; for we have sinned and grown old, and our Father is younger than we.”
… G. K. Chesterton, Orthodoxy
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R.I.P. Tiger Stadium
To be demolished soon.
This day was certainly a foregone conclusion, but it has me pretty sad nonetheless.

Many great memories here with my grandparents, my parents, and my wife, Jody.
My dad saw Reggie Jackson hit his fabled light-tower shot here in the 1971 All-Star game, and also attended a World Series game there with my grandfather.

The Webster family bids a very fond farewell to the dear old Stadium at the corner of Michigan and Trumbull.












