September 1 – “A word to the wise …”

Ah, the dog days of August are finally over.  Does this mean September promises cooler days?  That could be a possibility.  Now if we can just avoid hurricanes for the next two months …

I spent the morning yesterday entertaining the electrician at the church.  Jim was there for a while, too, which was really good, since I didn’t know any more than where the different light switches were in the room.  I gotta say, whoever put the electricity together for that place was … quite creative.  Steve did everything he could think of to track the problem.  It didn’t take him too long to reach the point Jim had already reached … the issue had to be in a junction somewhere in the ceiling.  He started tracking.  Finally, after working his way through four different boxes, he decided enough was enough.  He simply ran a brand new line from the closest breaker box (yes, we have two different breaker boxes in the building) to the switches.  We now have lights in the worship center. 

In the afternoon we had a visit from Wayne and Sheri, two of the good friends we went to Alaska with.  They were spending the weekend in town with two of their grandchildren (oh, and the kids’ parents, as well).  We did a little rehashing of the trip, and shared a few photos.  We are still looking forward to our pending reunion with them and the Winkles all together.  We then joined them and their son and his family for supper over at Fisherman’s Wharf.  Chris and I split the fisherman’s platter.  Sheri had salmon.  Wayne and Jordan had fish and chips.  Jeremy had grilled red snapper.  The kids had fish nuggets and fries (Eerily similar to fish and chips, but for Americans.  Oh, and the “nuggets” part was a creation of their Nana.  It always helps to make good food sound like grease–bucket express fast food).  Oh, and key lime pie for dessert.  Three slices with eight spoons.  It was kind of like being back on the cruise ship.  Well, except for the entertainment.  No goofy waiter from the Philippines here.  But then, we had the kids.  Always entertaining.  A word to the wise when you visit Fisherman’s wharf … be OK with being seated indoors.  And get there before seven on a holiday weekend. 

John 7:38 says, “Whoever believes in me, as Scripture has said, rivers of living water will flow from within them.”

Father, thank you for the reconnect with Wayne and Sheri.  And thanks for the chance to see Jeremy and his family as well.  Bless their vacation time together in Galveston.  Amen.