daily life as life goes on . . .

That’s when daylight begins.  But in summer that’s way too early.

And that’s when I’m off to Saskatoon for a conference tomorrow morning.  The speaker lineup is great, but I’m not so sure the early morning is the best hour.  We will be hearing about leadership – I hope I can lead my feet to obey my head, and my eyelids to remain open.

But, there is a definite upside to this.  I’ll be travelling with our new intern and we’ll continue to get to know each other better.  We’ll listen together, eat together, shop together (where did that come from – isn’t that a women’s thing to do?).

And Friday evening we’ll head back to rest and ready ourselves for a Saturday of rest and a Sunday of service.

They all come undone at the same time.  For this last year we have had weird sound aberrations.  Sound will disappear.  Or phase back and forth.  Or become convenient only to its own vagaries.

So, I opened up some wall coverings and looked.  A wire here and there would move at their own whim.  What should have been solid is now movable.

All this means that the soldering done a decade or two ago is wearing thin.  And merely resoldering has solved the problem.  Such an easy thing to get a great result.  And next week we shouldn’t have to await the moment when something moves of it’s own accord.

Drop by for the sound next week.  Or for the potluck.  Or for the introduction of our new intern.  Or . . . I understand we also have a time to worship as well 🙂

Tomorrow begins a new day for me.  An intern is coming to be with us.  I’m personally excited with the personality, initiative and drive of this young man.  I’m glad to see his youth and vitality all ready to go. 

And for that reason alone (and for others), I’m looking forward to our first official day together tomorrow.  There are some general guidelines, but a lot of this will be creative and hopefully expand  the kingdom of God.

Stay tuned.  Let’s see where this goes.

As I become older, I am connected with more people who are ready to die.  Not in a morbid way.  Most are people who walk through life instead of succumbing to despair.

At the latest funeral I sat back and reflected.  Len was 92.  A ripe old age.  Ready to fall from the vine of life into another life.  He was a man of smiles and passed on this quality to his family.

My observation is that life is short.  I also observe that we need to live life with tomorrow on the tip of our tongues.  When only yesterday ventures from our vocabulary we have lost life. 

But I suppose my most striking observation is that your faith can be inspiring to your children, your values can be well intended, but in the end faith is individually accepted.  Make sure your own faith is in place before you die.  Or, more bluntly, check to see where you stand with Jesus.  If you have merely accepted your parents belief, you have missed true belief.

Observations taken from a few years of funerals!