I think I’ve mentioned it before. Most Mennonites and other people I know are exceptional at giving people things. They know how to cook a

I was already musing about how the night might have been different for the disciples, when I thought of things from Jesus’ perspective. If I were about to embark on a terrible night, I think I would want my closest friends to know what was going to happen. I would want to be able to count on them to never leave. To be prepared with as much knowledge and training as possible. Maybe do some drills about how they would handle themselves when the mob came to the garden, or what he expected of them when he was being tried before Pilate.

Now, if you have no sentimental attachment to “things” you may not understand my struggle. All I can say is, those puzzle PJs stuck with me for a decade or more. They contain memories in each thread.