True confession: I am visiting my parents for my father’s eightieth birthday. I thought that I would sneak off sometime today to write a devotional, but now it is late and my family is eating root beer floats, and I have not had an original thought all day. I did, once upon a time, write something about root beer floats, which might suffice. Please forgive me for recycling! ——— “In Remembrance of Me”: The Sacrament of Root Beer Floats I have a wonderful home teacher. He tries to visit every month, despite our frequent too-busyness; he remembers every child’s birthday, and mine; he shows up to baseball and basketball games…