This morning I woke up with the bars of an old Rich Mullins tune in my head. It's the song that I used as my morning alarm in college (oh grand Sony CD alarm clock, where ever did you go?). "Stuff of earth competes for the allegiance I owe only to the giver of all good things."
After humming a few bars I made my way over to John Blase's place. He's a Colorado native, so I reckon you right-well know what that means. I read "The List..." and figured a prayer for John.
Christ, have mercy on our Colorado friends. Some of them are good people.