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Blind Text: 2 Kings 6:8-23 Northminster Presbyterian Church
February 26, 2017
It was my first day back on campus after summer break, and I was happy to be back. Don’t get me wrong, I loved my parents and I loved hanging out in Metairie, and I didn’t hate my summer job. I also liked this project I was working on: A friend named Mark and I were putting together a musical. It was called Inferno and it was about a journey through hell with a 17-year-old kid who died in a car wreck. It was meant to be performed in a planetarium. Mark wrote the words and lyrics; I was writing the music. I was happy to be back on campus: being on my own again, going to class again, learning dozens of new things every day again, seeing my friends again. This was pre-Facebook. This was even pre-internet. Talking to my friends over the summer would have involved something called a “long-distance call,” and those were expensive, so I didn’t know anything about their summers. Yes, it was my first day back on ca…