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Our internet service provider technician was out today.

We are supposedly working at proper speeds.  I boosted our service up to high speed.  Tried out the speed and something is still wrong.  Will do some further checking tomorrow.

Until then, we have come home from a full evening and are relaxing before hitting the sack.

Now, there is a statement.  Hitting the sack?  Is this an exercise we should all participate in before sleep?  Sack hitting should rank right up there with sacking out for the night.  And is the sack a burlap sack, or just a plain paper sack?  Who ranks the sack as to its efficacy in this situation?  Should we all look for sacks wherever we go? 

Perhaps if we lived in sack land we would all find that we are no longer sacked out, just petered out.  And what is "petered out" all about.  Does this relate to salt peter — and the salt no longer is salty?  Or does this have to do with the Peter of the Bible who seemed to have days that he just wore out?

All these questions.  And I won’t even be surprised if you don’t answer a single one of them!!!

The past few days I’ve been off line.

Our service provider is having trouble providing us with internet service.  The download and upload speeds have been horrendous.  Technical service will be out next week on Tuesday.

Hopefully this blog will make it into cyberspace!  See you next week!

• 21 of us altogether. 
• Six of us brothers and sisters.  In-laws and outlaws!
• Nephews and neices and even great grandchildren!

31 years and we are happily together.

We celebrated the day with our XYZ group — the wise and mature gang!  They even had a floral arrangement for us. 

Some of them even remember . . . 1976 and I had just started pastoring here in Kindersley.  From May until October the phone bills were expensive.  My fiancee was in Toronto — I was thousands of miles away in Kindersley.  The beginning of October I climbed in the car with my grandmother and a friend of hers.  We were off to the wedding.  And a great time it was.  We had two weeks of honeymoon (actually two weeks from the wedding I was to report to Kindersley Alliance Church).  On our way to Kindersley we stopped in Prince Albert, Saskatchewan.  There we attended a youth conference while still on our honeymoon.  My wife met the group we would minister to for four years. 

I guess our married life has never been lived totally alone!  So, thanks XYZ, for hosting a great anniversary dinner and for joining us on our anniversary.