ON EAGLES WINGS<br > GOD SETS THE CONTEXT<br > Joyceg love letters always started out a little slow.<br > I was young， in college， in love， and in a hurry. And I couldn t<br > help but note how her correspondence always moved along in<br > low gear for the first few pages. You know what I mean. Chatty<br > stuff. How are you， what do you think of the weather， how are<br > classes， howg the family， howg basketball practice， and all that.<br >Over time I learned to speed-read through those "preliminaries，"<br >knowing that I could (and would) go back to read the whole<br >thing over again a couple thousand times.<br > But I wanted to jump right into the good stuff.<br > I wanted to read the parts that said how wonderful and<br >charming I was...and what a godly， dedicated young man I was，<br >and how she couldn t live without me. She did say some very<br >nice， sweet things in those letters..， but somehow， it was never<br >quite enough. I not only wanted to absorb everything on the<br >surface， I wanted to dive even deeper into that perfumed prose.<br >I kept trying so very hard to read between those lines of neat，<br >feminine cursive. She said this， but she obviously intended that.<br >©³©¥©×©¥©·<br >©§ ©§ ©§<br >©Ç©¥©ï©¥©Ï<br >©§ ©§ ©§<br >©»©¥©ß©¥©¿<br >