Congratulations to the graduates, particularly Flo and Sherise!

This is a big weekend for you... probably pretty surreal as you close up this chapter and head "back home", to meet with both the new and the familiar. It'll be a little bit of bittersweet as you look around and have all the people and places and things that you had just begun to become so attached to... and their value and preciousness sharpen in a way you hadn't noticed before when you weren't going anywhere.

In celebration of the things that are passing, and things that are coming... this calls for (but of course, what else?) Caedmon's Call lyrics:

Lord if i'm the clay then
Let your living water flow
Soften up my edges, lord,
So everyone will know

But i'm on my way back home
Yes i'm on my way back home

And Lord, when you listen for the song of my life
Let it be, let it be, a song so sweet
Let it be, let it be, a song so sweet
Let it be...

-- "Hands of the Potter"