Bill Clinton, Mt. Nebo and the sacrament of marriage.

Dateline: Texarkana, Texas.

Dear Friends,

I am back in the Lone Star state (albeit by only a few yards).

For the last few days I have accompanied my family on a journey to attend the wedding of a cousin in Searcy, Arkansas. Along the way, we visited the great monument in Little Rock built to celebrate the life and contributions of Bill Clinton; from there, we spent two days and nights atop a mountain overlooking the Arkansas River valley. And, finally, we traveled along the highways and backroads of the "Natural State" to witness and affirm the union of two young people.

I intend to report on all these events separately--although I am surprised to find that all three experiences are connected in a perverse but profound way.

Stay tuned.