We
walked two more miles yesterday to start the day off. We’ll see how Chris feels about getting
outside today, though. Something weird
happened last night. It’s 60 degrees out
there right now. We’re back to winter
again. Not sure how long this horrendous
cold snap will last. Maybe four or five
hours, by all calculations.
When
I went up to Seaside for staff meeting with Jim, I ended up having some
conversations with the people manning the election early voting booths. We primarily compared notes about how we all
survived Hurricane Ike. It never ceases
to amaze me how everybody who went through it loves to talk with others who
shared the same crisis. Guess there is
some kind of psychological bond involved.
I
came home to a lunch of homemade turkey pot pie. One of Chris’ many specialties. We even had some dessert, thanks to Lauren
from Church. She brought over a homemade
apple pie. It was so good, I think I’ll
do a repeat for lunch today. The
fabulous lunch propelled me into some more work on Sunday’s teaching. I may be ready by Sunday morning after all. I still have to put together the discernment
report, though.
Kel
and his family came over last night.
Jachin had a baseball game here in Galveston, so they all met here for
supper after Kel got off work. The only
problem was, Josiah had a baseball game, too.
In Hitchcock. I jumped in the car
with Kel and Josiah and took in that game.
Josiah’s team won. He hit two
doubles and did a really good job in the field at shortstop and first
base. After the game we headed back here
to Galveston to catch most of Jachin’s game.
His team was defeated, but he played well. He walked in his only time at bat, and he
made one smooth pickup and return throw of a single to right field. The way the rest of their outfield was
playing last night, though, that was a major accomplishment. I think they are improving. Maybe they’ll sneak up on one of the other
teams by the end of the season and nab a win.
Anything’s possible in baseball.
Hebrews
3:3-4 says, “Jesus has been found worthy
of greater honor than Moses, just as the builder of a house has greater honor
than the house itself. For every house
is built by someone, but God is the builder of everything.”
Father,
thank you for the weather. It does feel
nice outside right now. Kind of like an
air conditioned room. Amen.
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