daily life as life goes on . . .

Now I know why people stand on chairs.  Mice are not nice!

At least that’s how I see it.

I came home from a meeting to find my wife madly phoning for help.  From the corner of her eye she had seen a mouse scurry across the floor.  She was in bare feet so up on a chair she went.

The mouse was there when I entered, hidden in our piano.  And later under the dishwasher.  And now??

We set a trap, but this morning there was no dead carcass.  Last night I skirted around the trap.  I thought to myself – “this is ridiculous”.  Arising in my mind were all those fear emotions of hanta virus, rabies, punctured skin and who knows what else.  Three inches long (8 centimeters) at first sighting and now the monster has grown to well over 3 meters (10 feet) in length.

Now I know why people stand on chairs.  Mice are not nice!

Here it is a day later than yesterday and I feel like tomorrow is
already on me. I’ve been to my brother’s funeral, seen my parents in
need of a new place to live (and realizing it may be next to me), and
I’m just finishing off my sermon for Sunday. In the midst of all this,
I’m excited to be here in Kindersley to see what God sets up for me!

Well, here is the first of hopefully a number of writings on this blog. I have just returned from my brother’s funeral (50 years old – died of cancer). Things like that tend to push you to get on with your interests in life, and this is one. So come back in the next few days and let’s see what comes out of this pen (or should I say, keyboard)

Well, thought I would add a little extra here. Kindersley never looked so good when we returned on Friday. Back to the job of writing and preaching!