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I often work on my sermon in my head while I walk Jack morning and evening. We're usually gone for 20-30 minutes each, so I can preach through a significant portion of it, deciding how I want to handle the intro, or the first point, or.... On this morning's walk I decided the whole thing didn't work well. Gotta change the whole approach.
Pam had a meeting at work this morning, so while she was gone I started over. OK, not exactly over; the data is the same. But what I plan on doing with that data is all different. A case of "less is more." My tendency has always been to try and pack in too much, and afterward I often think I sacrificed quality on the altar of quantity. Better to land one solid punch than miss with a dozen.
Does that mean this one will work? Naw. I've been at this long enough to know that even the best plan can go horribly awry.
When Pam got home we drove to a towing/auto storage/??? yard (strange business) on the NE side of town where we dropped off Gerta. Near as I can tell this place serves as a terminal for an auto transport business. Gerta is being shipped to a place in Maryland, despite the fact the buyer lives in Pennsylvania. "That may be the nearest terminal" was the receptionist's explanation. Whatever the case, "she's gone, she's gone"..."she's out of my life."
The people are the best part.
I'm blessed to still have contact with some of the people I've had the privilege of serving. Facebook has been a boon in that regard.
I'm very happy that all of Danny's tests came back negative; no cancer.
Steve's son, Ryan - 22 years old with a wife and toddler - has just come back from Mayo with discouraging news about his malignancies.
Bruce & Debbie will come for a visit next week. Thirty-plus years later we pick up where we left off.
Jodi had a birthday this last week. Because of FB I could tell her I'll always think of her as a freshman who was always smiling.
"Talked" with Tom today. He's now working the pit crew of a race car driver.
As much as I enjoy digging into the Joseph narrative - and I enjoy it a lot - it's about the people.
Did you know that Joseph had two dreams about his brothers bowing down to him, and before they knew who he was they bowed down to him on two different occasions?
That only one of the brothers found the money in his sack on the journey home? The rest didn't find it in their sacks until after they were back with their father?
The it was 20 years from the time they sold Joseph into slavery until they showed up in Egypt to buy grain? That means the oldest brothers, Reuben, Simeon and Levi, were probably in their late 40's to early 50's.
But so what? If all of those details don't help people, people whom God has given me the great privilege to shepherd, so what?
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