We
managed to squeeze in our regular Third Sunday Dinner on the Grounds at church
yesterday in spite of it being right before Christmas. And we even had a really good group stick
around for it. As always there was an
interesting array of food. Josh and
Andrea made their signature dish, called pozole. It carried a little too much of a spicy kick
for my weak stomach, but it sounded like others really liked it. It fit in well with the other options,
though. Taco soup. Shredded beef sandwiches. Even beans and weenies. Who doesn’t love beans and weenies? It was a great kick off to the
week-before-Christmas mad rush.
We
had to crash for a while when we got home.
Well, at least I did. There was
some movie on about an inn and a ghost who only appeared twelve days a year
right before Christmas and a lady who was supposed to get the inn appraised for
sale. Of course the lady and the ghost
fell in love. Imagine my surprise when I
woke up from my nap and he somehow wasn’t a ghost any more, and they lived
happily ever after. Well, I guess until
they both become ghosts and start the process all over again. I’m not sure how that universe operates since
the theology was, well, non-existent. I
couldn’t say anything at the time, though.
For one thing, I only saw a total of about thirty minutes of the
movie. For another, Chris doesn’t
particularly enjoy my ongoing movie critic opinion sharing, even when I like
the movie. I can’t figure out why. I’m usually so insightful …
When I
finally roused enough to start moving around again, Cailyn came over. She and Chris settled in to watch a Hallmark
movie (one we had already seen), so I adjourned to my office to get some work
done. I was determined to get a little
ahead on the work for the coming two weeks.
We have two services to prepare for this coming Sunday. Christmas Eve is on a Sunday, and we always
have a Christmas Eve Candlelight service.
So, two sermons. Today we have a
funeral in Houston followed by Christmas shopping all the way back home. And so, as I said, it begins … Christmas mad
rush week.
Psalms
18:30 says, “As for God, his way is
perfect; the word of the Lord is flawless.
He is a shield for all who take refuge in him.”
Father,
use this week to draw people closer to you.
That was the original purpose for setting aside a day like Christmas
anyway. Amen.
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