Slacker

It happened again. I got back to Norders' last night and didn't have the energy to post. Left at 6:00 a.m. and returned about 8:45 p.m. feeling pretty pooped, but I had a great day.

I spent the day out and about visiting with important friends from our years here, catching up on the latest in their lives. Started the day over coffee and bagels with Frosty; we've known each other all our lives. Frosty now lives here in GR and is pres. of the GGF so we talked shop for a couple of hours but because we grew up together we do it in the context of old friends not as colleagues.

Frosty left for a dr. appt. and Paul came for coffee. We spent the rest of the morning hanging out at Panera, our old haunt. Paul is my nephew, but because we never lived close to my brother's family we didn't know each other well until he came back to be my associate three years ago. So our conversation took place in the context of colleagues, not family. Interesting. Paul is very good at what he does, a sort of modern-day Amos - one God plucked from the working world to serve him full-time. God doesn't make those choices unless the object of his selection is unusually qualified, and that description certainly fits Paul.
Alas, Paul was still feeling lousy. So we made a deal: he'd go to the dr. and I'd cover him at Bible Study in the evening.

More stops in the afternoon and then to church to teach. Celebration has a kids' club program on Wednesday nights and I can't describe how much fun it was to see all those kids running around, to see how much they've grown but also how excited they still get to be there learning and maturing as God's youngest ones. Bible Study was fun too. We asked and worked on the answer to the question: "What must I do to be saved?" That is, what is the absolute minimum one must believe in order to be a Christian? I think that's the most important question anyone will ever ask, and the most important answer any believer must be prepared to give. Adding anything in that's not essential has the potential for muddying the waters and leaving any essential element out is obviously a serious problem. So, how would you answer it?

One of the afternoon stops was to see Bonnie and Sammi (Ryan was at work, toiling away in this miserable cold). But I'm pretty ticked at Bonnie. She's going in tonight to be induced and I leave very early in the morning to fly back to Phoenix. I think it is pretty RUDE of Bonnie to schedule Maggie's birth for within hours after I leave town. I had the joy of holding Sammi very soon after she was born and if Bonnie had any sense of what's right she would have arranged this for earlier in the week.
Congratulations to the three (soon to be four) of you! If Maggie turns out to be anything like Sammi, well, it just isn't fair!

Oh yeah, I had lunch with our realtor and her sister/assistant. And I found out why our house is back on the market at such a ridiculous price. Can you spell foreclosure? And with some inside information available from you-know-who, somebody might be able to pick up an incredible house at an incredible price. But first you'd have to get through the screening process; this is not a house just anyone should be allowed to live in. She's a very special lady!

Did I mention it's snowing here?