After Ministerial

Tonight was one of those odd nights at youth when everything seems wrong. I left Moncton right after the last ministerial session (11ish) and arrived at Becca’s at 5:15pm because I stopped in Halifax to visit Heidi B. I was tried and not in the mood but at the same time excited for a chance to share the message God had given me.

It wasn’t the disaster I expected. There was the normal grumbling and complaining but two leaders noticed they listened to the message even if they pretended not to.

Things to be thankful for this Thursday:

-comfy beds with duvets
-yummy ribs (gotta love Montanans)
-my Missions Buddy (the lovely Selinda)
-hugs from Dee
-prayer with pastors
-great talks with friends, mentors, and people I respect
-encouragement (especially to finish my nanowrimo novel)
-cookies
-home cooked meals when I don’t have to do the dishes, thanks Becca!
-sales
-my church family

Comments

Anonymous said…
Laugh for the day.
"After a hard rainstorm filled all the potholes in the streets and alleys, a young mother watched her two little boys playing in the puddles through her kitchen window. The older of the two, a five-year-old lad, grabbed his sibling by the back of his head and shoved his face into one of the water holes.As the boy recovered and stood laughing and dripping, the mother was running toward them in a panic. "Why on earth did you do that to your little brother?" she said, as she shook the older boy's shoulders in anger, combined with relief. "We were just playing church mommy," he said."And I was just baptizing him. You know,'In the name of the Father, the Son and in the hole he goes."'
February 8, 2009 at 12:23 PM
Elizabeth said…
Thanks Aunt Penny for the laugh; it was great. Kids are the best.
February 10, 2009 at 8:40 AM
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