For Wilshire Baptist Church
Some weeks crawl along or breeze by with nothing remarkable happening, and then some will make your head spin and mess with your breathing. This week has given my lungs a workout.
It started on Monday when we had lunch with my cousin Katherine – my second cousin, actually. My parents had no siblings, so I have no first cousins. But, by a quirk of spread-out births among my grandfather and his brothers, my father’s cousin Katherine is exactly my age. We didn’t grow up knowing each other, but we started at Baylor in the same classroom on day one, sat together alphabetically on commencement day, and we enjoyed getting to know each other during the four years in between.
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