daily life as life goes on . . .

A while ago I became a member.

The group was called SPN.  At first the letters denoted – Strategic Planning Network.  The idea was to work out where churches could be started. 

The group morphed into a regional pastors network.  The acronym RPN wasn’t quite right, but that was the idea.  We met for support and to consider furthering outreach in the area.

Now we are called are back to SPN.  Now the meaning is "Senior Pastor’s Network." 

That’s where I will be the next two days.  In Meadown Lake.  Lake country of Saskatchewan!  Work and pleasure!!

Gorgeous day.  Lots of sun and hot dogs.

As a service to our community we provide instruction on bike riding to children ages 5  – 13.  The parents join us.  Fun is had by all.

Sunday is our church picnic.  Already looks like rain will be our lot!  And a game of Survivor to boot!

Yesterday I got into clean up mode. 

I’d been renovating our bathroom over the last while.  Tools got placed "our of place", white drywall mud seeped into the cracks of the floors and walls, and furniture had been moved.

Part of the afternoon was spent in undoing the damage.  I washed floors, vacuumed everything, hung doors and replaced furniture.  The basement looked great (as great as you can look in the midst of renovations!).

Around 7:00 the gang arrived.  Christopher (my grandson) is now 1 1/2 years old.  He loves to laugh and play.  I lay on the floor, hoisted him on my knees and generally enjoyed having him here.  His mother, Allison, is doing a great job in raising him.  Her husband, Scott, will be down on the weekend to pick them up.

So, the next few days I’ll spend time with family, as well as finish  sermon, attend our church bike rally, and prepare for our church picnic.  All in all, the weekend looks to be great!

In the midst of busyness, I’m glad for designated days.

Although we have gathered together mementos for our Father’s Day service, other things are crowding my mind.

I received an email today — an update on Promise Keepers.  Embedded in the text was a link to a video on a Father’s blessing.  Although I have been blessed constantly by my father, this was a good reminder.  We older men need to be blessing younger men.  Reminding them that they are loved.

So, I sent off an email to my own son, and I hope to bless a number of other men in the next few days.  Just to let them know that God loves them, and that I support them in their endevours in life.  They are not alone — God has handcrafted them for his purposes!

Look around for those you can encourage today with your blessing.