A fabulous dinner was missed by hordes. Alan Morphew played beautiful music; the room was filled with life and light; the rain beat down in staccato sheets outdoors; Tom created delightful dining; it was a great party too many had to miss; we missed the mark of our ambition but I trust have set the stage for future triumphs. I'm terribly disappointed in the failure but believing and hopeful for our next efforts.
It is late. I am in immense emotional pain over this but still believing that in this mess, we're just a few of the pieces and He will put them together brick by brick, board by board, nail by nail and inch by inch.
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