May 15, 2006 Mother's Day Looking Toward Father's Day
Earnie had a tough turnaround trip to see her Mom while I worked at home Friday. I don't think she has missed a Mother's Day (at least, the day before or so) with her Mom since I have known her, and many times it was a sacrifice to make the trip. She was so tired she had to sleep in Sunday morning.
I was asked to help lead praise and worship time at Gracepointe Church. We have an invitation to go to another church Sunday, and the invitation to serve again at Gracepointe in two ways: leading Praise and Worship and teaching a Bible study. These are good things but I think I must pass.
I was blessed to lead communion and provide the meditation; I used the song God gave me last week during a meditation time.
Taste this Treasure
Why take a pass?
First, I have another invitation to consider from Paul Chitwood, whom I had a very gracious conversation with this week. I am very impressed with his pastor's heart and the fact that he is encouraging young preachers by opening up the pulpit for their experience and his feedback. For another thing, I am convinced this phase of life will see me recede and others I support will advance in their ministry. Not that my work will be less, but perhaps less visible, and, I hope conducive to humility and joy. I am interested in exploring a grace borne covert modus operandi, which will yield more than me being on a stage front and center...
We took my Mom out to lunch and enjoyed her company. Strangely, the days surrounding Mother's Day reminded me of my Dad. When I look at so many widows, it makes me wonder if the edict that Eve's desire would be after her husband was referring to the difference in lifespans in the genders. I have never heard this mentioned from the pulpit so it is a curious thought only.
My Father Cried for Joy
May 16, 2006 No Emergency, but it is important...
Last evening we had quite a start. We heard the approach of some sort of emergency vehicles getting closer and closer. The sirens blared and the lights flashed as a fire engine, and three other vehicles pulled up in front of our house.
I looked on wondering why all the noise in a residential area and why the fire department seemed to be lost in our neighborhood, as if they were looking for something.
Never fear, it was the diligent workers of the local volunteer fire department taking up for the 53rd annual Crusade for Children. I had forgotten it's notable place in the local culture. And it is for such a good cause. Check it out at whascrusade.org.
We Shall Abide
Show us how
Though we may be trembling as we
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