I have old friends here this weekend. Long-standing arrangements are in place. My step sons arrive on Monday. I spent yesterday sorting out my office prior to it being decorated next week.
I have an Advent Days service on Sunday. For the first time in my life I may resurrect an old sermon. Yesterday I found a collection of them tucked away in the office going back several years.....
I have never ever resorted to doing a sermon twice but this could be the exception....
My old friends belong to the time when we all shared a large house during the summer...we know each other very well...but the Jean they knew then is not the present one.
For this reason I find it impossible to explain why I can't party in the same way as I used to.
I do try.
Taking stock of what I have to do during the next month I know that it's all possible providing I take it slowly...
Slowly, slowly catchee monkey!
So tonight I will try not to talk too much .
They don't need to know about my present situation...they already think they do know anyway.
I shall enjoy being in their company again...a couple of them may well turn up in church on Sunday ....but then starting on Monday the entire house will be under siege....as well as my study and the stairs and landing there are Christmas cards to be written and posted...parcels to be wrapped, all the usual pre cruise angst faced. Packing!
I just have to get through my present complications.
It's all good....just a little daunting from my bed where I am still contemplating how to get it all done in an orderly fashion.
So it's time to get up. Tesco are due to arrive shortly...
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1 comment:
I hope that all goes well, and that your sermon can be suitably adapted to the context today - which may be quite different from when you first preached it.
A houseful of friends would make me shudder. One or two is OK, but our small, 3 bed terrace would burst at the seams, and we are now quite reluctant to give up our bed to others. And we rarely have visitors from years past, as like us, they are now ageing, some unable to travel, so we go to see them, but stopovers would be unkind, placing pressure on them that they don't need.
And we haven't had a holiday for six years, although days out are enough now. Perhaps we're stuck in the mud, but we have become home bodies, through circumstances.
Hope the next couple of days goes well for you and you are able to do it in an orderly fashion - perhaps a little military discipline might help, parading people daily helps with control :)
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