Some snapshots of the weekend's festivities:
On Friday evening Scott and I went to a solo piano recital of a good friend of ours.
Not only was it jaw-dropping, phenomenal, and every other superlative adjective, but it left me quietly alive inside.
I got to hold another friend's three-week-old baby during the last 45 minutes of it.
It was like going from one sense of beauty and wonder, and then glancing down and seeing this perfect bundle of beauty and composition.
The summa cum laude of human endeavor.
I was stirred by the music and talent, someone's creation that continues a domino effect of inspiration in anyone learning the piece in their own fingers, and to anyone who sits to listen.
Moved by this new, gentle, sleeping baby, the greatest perfection of human possibility and creation.
Sitting there, I was reminded of this favorite line:
"In contemplation of created things, by steps we may ascend to God."
I am glad that God has gifted us with such beauty, such sublimity in the world.