I was thinking of posting some church-related musings tonight–you know, something meaty, significant. But I shan’t. But neither shall I not blog for the rest of May, which was another option.
Instead, I alert you, dear reader, that we’re off for a marathon drive to Manitoba tomorrow, where we will do some reconnaissance work on Friday–on the seminary, lodgings, schools, etc. On Saturday we will spend the day with friends in small town Manitoba. On Sunday we will join the good folks at Faith Covenant in Winnipeg, before making the marathon return trip to Prince Albert that same day.
It’s bound to be a tiring, but useful weekend.
I’m getting tired of myself referring to us doing “reconnaissance work”, which I have done several times. And it was only marginally clever the first time I said it. If that. My sincerest apologies to those of you who’ve had to hear it more than once.
In other news, I emailed my second (yes, only the second of several) seminary assignment to Briercrest the other day. I made an enquiry into the process for getting a due date extension (it’s officially to be done June 10). I was merely asking questions, because ideally I would like to get this course done on time, but with home improvement things and whatnot I thought perhaps that final research paper might need a little extra time.
It seems that officially, the extension ‘process’ is simply a request for more time, though it comes at a price: $75 for a 4-month extension. I wouldn’t expect to use another 4 months, but whatever. As it happens, they granted me an unasked for, free 2 week extension. This will make a world of difference. A due date of June 26 sounds a lot better than June 10, doesn’t it?
(I just checked the syllabus and the paper doesn’t, for the moment, seem that daunting anymore. Glad tidings.)
Got some work done at the church today. I was feeling pretty useless there yesterday, but today was better. Did some administrative stuff and finally got some idea rolling for my sermon on the 17th. I sometimes wish I could record my thoughts, because my sermons always seem to be better (and more passionate) in my head than when they are put on paper and then into speech. Even the transfer from thought directly to speech suffers great loss of clarity, so a dictaphone or recorder of some kind wouldn’t be much help.
Interestingly, ideas seem to flow best when I walk slow laps around the perimeter of our sanctuary.
I saw you nodding of there. Yes, you.
Whither The Eagle & Child? Well, clearly not entirely here.