Lots and lots have been going on.
I went home last weekend. See some of my adventures here.
The college experience is great. I love all my classes and especially being able to incorporate the gospel into all of them.
Grandpa Spencer passed away yesterday which was bittersweet. I explicated this poem this last week and thought of him.
Sunset and evening star,
And one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar,
When I put out to sea,
But such a tide as moving seems asleep,
Too full for sound and foam,
When that which drew from out the boundless deep
Turns again home.
Twilight and evening bell,
And after that the dark!
And may there be no sadness of farewell,
When I embark;
For tho' from out our bourne of Time and Place
The flood may bear me far,
I hope to see my Pilot face to face
When I have crossed the bar.
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