Monthly Archives: September 2009

Yesterday I experienced the atmosphere that accompanies slowing down after a busy and emotional period of time.  During the period surrounding my father’s death activity abounded.  Then yesterday I crashed.  Well, not quite a crash, but certainly a let down.

After a good night’s sleep, I was up at 7:30 this morning.  I pushed myself, and found that the tires were on the ground ready to roll.  So today has been one of sermon preparation.  By 4:30 the basics were all in place.  And my life feels a bit more balanced.  Thank God!

Tomorrow is filled as well.  A funeral of a very sweet lady I met just months ago.  A football game of our local high school.  An evening meeting with our youth attending a presentation on Noah’s Ark.  Should be good!

There is a social phenomenon that urban centres miss.  In a high density area, the people must work with structure and procedures.  Paperwork is essential so that you do not get “lost in the cracks.”  Computer database programs help to track people and make sure programs are delivered to the right recipient.

Come to Kindersley!  Recently the Post Office had a new paperwork trail to be sure that only authorized people pick up mail.  I understand legal issues with divorces and separations and a myriad of other permutations.

Having said that, a small town is often aware of the implications of social interactions between people, and staff at a place such as the post office could easily divert touchy situations before paperwork even gets done.  OK, maybe that’s a bit ideal, but I think small town people think they have their fingers on the pulse of things.

A prime example.  After my dad’s funeral someone found that they had not placed their card at the guest book table.  They apparently purchased a stamp and sent the card to us.  The card arrived today – Tuesday – one business day later.  Here is the sum of the address:

Baker families

c/o Ron Baker

Alliance Church

That’s it.  No street address or post box.  No town or postal code. 

And today it arrived in the mailbox.  Some days you have to love small towns!!

The last week has been hectic, emotionally draining and now completed.

With that, I’m slowing down.  Once again today I pushed work on my father’s estate forward.  Much is still to be done as I serve as executor.

So, for bed and basking in sleep I look forward.  Good night all!!

Very well.  That’s the word that comes to  mind.

The funeral was eventful – one of those events that will remain in mind.  My father was well honored.  The family contributed in immense ways.  Mom was able to be there in ways we do not fully understand.  This morning our church congregation was understanding and came alongside us.  They joined in that same sympathy with another couple who had lost their father last night.

Now, may God give us all rest and re-freshment.