Rudyard, Desmond & Oscar


To read about Rudyard, Desmond & Oscar please visit here.

A few days ago I passed along some blogs that I've recently come across. One of those was Tips on Triplets. I was really touched, maybe even altered, by their story and I want to encourage you again to check it out if you haven't yet made your way over there.

I wrote a much longer post about Tips on Triplets, but decided not to post it. Afterwards I ended up having the opportunity to converse a little bit with Jeremy and gave him permission to share those thoughts on his blog. So if you are interested in reading this lost blog post, head over to Tips for Triplets.

I've been musing a lot to myself about loss and redemption lately. I'm still gathering my thoughts for a post, but in the meantime I will leave you with a song of the same name.

Johnny Cash

From the hands it came down
From the side it came down
From the feet it came down
And ran to the ground
Between heaven and hell
A teardrop fell In the deep crimson dew
The tree of life grew

And the blood gave life
To the branches of the tree
And the blood was the price
That set the captives free
And the numbers that came
Through the fire and the flood Clung to the tree
And were redeemed by the blood

From his hands it came down
From his side it came down
From his feet it came down
And ran to the ground
And a small inner voice Said "You do have a choice."
The vine engrafted me
And I clung to the tree 

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