This conversation tonight made me so happy:
"That reminds me of this thing I read the other day in my study Bible-
oh, I told you about it right?"
"I don't think so..."
"Yeah, my new study Bible! I definitely told you about it.
Your friend's one of the writers."
"My friend? Who?!"
"You know. Your friend. Uhh... what's his name? Your dead friend."
"Yeah! It has things by him in it."
I'm glad that Henri Nouwen is thought of as my friend.
(And that I somehow knew who he was referring to?!)
(Stop what you're doing and go buy a copy of Life of the Beloved... right now.)