Holiday day #1

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There are things that are work.  And there is work that is play.

Today Jill, Wayne Gibson and myself held a concert.  That is work that is play!

The weather was cold (wind chills too low to mention).   The crowd was small but appreciative.   And the recording actually sounds fairly good.

Company was to arrive tonight.   They delayed leaving from Calgary until tomorrow morning — something about the weather being bad??

And now, to all a good night! 

A filled day

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By 5:30 in the morning I was off to the church office.  A few things had kept my mind whirring during the night’s sleep.  By early morning I was ready to go.

And go I did.  A morning study time, notes of things to do left with the church secretary, visiting hours from 9:45 – 2:30.  Set up for a function at the church ’til 5:00 or s0.  And another visit completed by 6:00. 

The evening off became a welcome adventure of doing nothing.  And now, I’m off to read a bit before bed.  I’ve been enjoying a book on understanding the Koran.  As I’ve mentioned, this is actually well written and easy to read.  And by the time I’m done I will have learned a number of new things.  Not bad for a book that fell into my lap, almost literally.

May your evening be as short as the hours when the sun is sleeping (right now that’s from around 5:00 at night until 8:00 in the morning — a half way decent evening time!!).  December 21 is creeping up, and just around the corner the days will become longer and the evenings shorter.  By mid-summer my blessing of a short evening will truly be short.  But for right night enjoy the long-short evening!

Next Friday

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So, I’m watching an ad on TV.  The announcement relates to an upcoming show — next Friday.

Suddenly I realize that next Friday is Boxing Day.  The day after Christmas.  This Friday is my brother’s birthday.  In between those two days we do a concert and visit our daughter in Prince Albert, Saskatchewan.

How can time pass so quickly?

Time passes at a regular rate. 

Maybe the question is — How can I be involved in many things and somehow miss the passing of time?  Is the passing of time so quickly a bad thing?  What would I expect to be doing if not involved in what I am doing?

Eternal questions. 

Somedays I wonder if I have time to consider these questions because time passes so quickly.

When the power goes out

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Around 2:30 this afternoon the power went off.  Now, we’ve had cold weather – perhaps the equipment failed.  Perhaps the backup system could not handle the power outage – when the power went out there seemed to be attempt to restore power immediately.  Didn’t work. 

Whatever the reason, I was placed into semi-darkness as I sat in my office at the church.  I had been starting to work on my sermon for this coming Sunday.  Between partial darkness and no internet, I panicked.  Well, not quite panic.  I just got up and walked out.

I’m still evaluating my response. 

In past years I would have remained for a good while, picked up a book or found a place to write.  Today I figured the power might still be on at our house.  I figured I needed to instantly return to what I had been doing.  I figured I could redeem the time by moving on to someplace else.

I’m not so sure that was true.  Perhaps I have become impatient.  Perhaps I am too dependent on electricity, computers and the inspiration that electrical power provides.  Perhaps I’ve been caught in our instant society!

Perhaps I need to learn a little of what I preach!  The first Sunday in Advent I preached on waiting.  Now, wait a minute!  Are we supposed to actually learn from what we preach!!