"To be satisfied with yourself is a sure sign that your forward progress has stopped." - unknown

I woke up this morning in the middle of an existential crisis.
Note: I don't know what that actually means but it sounds better than "serious funk."
Waffles and Canadian Bacon didn't help at all, mostly because it's not BACON, which tells me what I need to know about Canada.
A big cinnamon roll and a third (and fourth) cup of coffee at Dizzy's helped, as did stumbling across a free YouTube channel for learning very basic Portuguese. I scribbled vocab as fast as I could and tried to listen for comprehension.
When my brain began to hurt I opened Spotify and listened to my "sacred classical" channel. Add it all together and by the time I left to teach my class I had a bellyache (dor de estômago) and a "let's do this!" attitude.
Here's hoping I wake up in a better mood tomorrow morning or I'll weigh 200 pounds by week's end. On the positive side I might also be fluent in Portuguese.

At 3:30 it is pouring down rain. Pouring! This is unfortunate because Buddy knows how to tell time and expects his 1.5 mile walk promptly at 4 p.m. Meanwhile, Dolly is out in the barn screaming because she hates the rain. I usually feed the goats after Buddy's walk, but I may do those chores first just to shut her up. She can't scream with alfalfa in her mouth and has it in her head that once she eats it's time to shut it down for the night, no matter what time that is.

Did you know this rain proof coat is called a Macintosh, or more commonly, a Mac? It was invented by a Scotsman who came up with a process that would put a rubber coating on fabric.
I wonder if they make them for goats.

I had a meeting after church with the leaders of our small groups. Oversight of that part of our ministry is one of my responsibilities.
We met in one of the classrooms that I'm assuming is normally occupied by the volleyball coach who also teaches a class on human sexuality. The walls and white board were covered with content related to both.
(You can guess what some of the sexuality course content was here in Oregon.)
One of the lists on the board included the word "inanamet." It took everything I had to not write a correction next to that word. Seriously? You're a H.S. teacher??

We have a break between the singing and the sermon, about 15 minutes for people to get a cup of coffee and visit with each other. This morning I was part of the team at the "Connections Table" where people go to learn more about UFC, or sign up for one of the classes, or....
I went to that table just as we were singing the last of that set of songs so I'd be there when people stopped by to ask about small groups. I took this pic to show you what the room and group looks like.
Add together all of the people who attended all of the churches I pastored and it wouldn't equal the total in this room on the second Sunday in September.
The 150 or so U of O students who attend won't be there for another 2-3 weeks.