April 29 Acts 8:26-40 As I’ve continued recovering from my broken arm, I’ve found myself saying no to fun things that I would ordinarily say yes to. Some things just haven’t been possible, like basketball and bike riding. But other things I think I just said no to because I’ve gotten used to that being the only realistic response. In the past couple weeks, my daughter Maya at various times wanted to make slime, and rock crystals, and plant a garden. And each time, something about the mess and gathering the materials made the projects seem like too much. And lately it hit me that I’ve missed out on a lot of fun moments over the past three months. Moments that I can't get back. Somehow that realization combined with our reading from Acts this morning to bring me back to a piece of a book that caught my attention a while back. A few months ago I read Between the World and Me , a book written by Ta-Nahesi Coates to his teenage son as an account of his experience livin