Wedding invites.
As I was sitting on my bed and writing out names and addresses, I was blessed. Many, many individuals from all parts of my life - professors, roommates, aunts, grandparents, Sunday school teachers, running buddies, mentors - these people have all shaped who I have become. Or I could say that I am little pieces of all of them.
No man is an island,
Entire of itself,
Every man is a piece of the continent,
A part of the main.
If a clod be washed away by the sea,
Europe is the less.
As well as if a promontory were.
As well as if a manor of thy friend's
Or of thine own were:
Any man's death diminishes me,
Because I am involved in mankind,
And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls;
It tolls for thee.
John Donne
It was a delight to write their names and remember them in prayer as I did so. Likewise, it is an honor to invite them to be part of this upcoming event, to symbolically continue to be part of who I am becoming.
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