My mother taught me to clean up after myself, to love with a no-nonsense, fierce love, and to leave things better than I found them.
My dad taught me to work hard, think deeply, and to enter so deeply into other people's lives that your kids feel as if you will never leave the church on Sunday afternoon.
In some senses, the clock is ticking loudly on my time here in Utah. My prayer is that I'm faithful to the lessons I learned from my parents.
I hope that when I leave Utah my affairs here will be wrapped up neatly, my hard work and deep thinking will have lasting effects, and my love and relationships will run so deep it will hurt like hell to leave. I hope in some way to leave this place better than I found it.
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I've seen you invest hard in a place only to have to leave. All of the things you hope for you have a history of doing well. Peace, Jake.
jake...are you leaving? keep me posted. you are in my prayers.
Can I copy and paste your blog into my own? I'm think it could work :)
Jake, What's up? I check your blog every now and then to see how you are doing...thinking about moving to Jackson to go to Wesley Biblical Seminary??? Come on over!!! Kara :)
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