daily life as life goes on . . .

I guess I sometimes get so busy I forget.

This weekend I’m on my own.  Jill is off to a retreat at Lumsden, Saskatchewan.  Four hours away – just far enough that she’s not rushing home.  Close enough that you don’t feel like you have to phone constantly to see what is happening.

And so, as I sat working at the office this morning, a friend phoned.  Wayne wanted to see if I had plans for supper.  Well, I know there are plenty of leftovers in the fridge, so my planning is quite sparse – examine the containers, pick a few, place the contents on a plate and use the microwave.  I start the planning process about 10 minutes before I want to eat.

Having a full five hours of warning is almost too much!!  But not so much that I couldn’t say “yes” to supper out.  So, off to the Coliseum at 5:00 – good food, good conversation, good time!!

I’m listening to an evangelist on DVD.  Sermons that inspire!

John Bevere is not necessarily my style of speaker.  And sometimes his big swathes of ideas are crowned by illustrations that push towards the unbelievable.  But, I think my downfall in life may be belittling instead of accepting the improbable.

Perhaps that is where repentance comes in some days.  Someone figured repentance (see a previous post) is being able to take a hold of a new possibility because the one holding forth the possibility is credible.  To take a hold of that possibility is to leave behind that which shackles us to the lesser things of life.

And so, I want to be open to new things!  Not to presume on God to do what I want but to look for what God wants.  I guess that’s why I pray for wisdom.  To know and to hold onto that which God wants for me.

A short rest this afternoon turned into a longer respite – and a cough when I arose.  Funny how a slight tickle can turn into a full throated cough in mere minutes.  Now, if I breathe a bit too deeply I begin to try clearing my throat.  That leads an expulsion into my sleeve.  And finally, the frustration of knowing this may lead to a not-so-good forced rest over the next few days!

I’m going to be praying for clear sailing instead of stormy days to come!

Today our church service started at 11:00.  On the way in – from farther distances – there was much ice.  On the road.  With ditches on either side.  Beckoning!

So, our out of town people were not there in great numbers.  Another in church, whose pastor lives out of town, canceled their service.

Now, we also had the great smells of a potluck to entice people.  As usual, the usual fare of food was great.  And people enjoyed the fellowship.

Our numbers were good.  Our joy was good.  And now I’m looking ahead to the coming years to see where God is taking us – even in the midst of ice and snow, and even some sleet!!