The three of us (Husband, Scout, me) are relaxing (well, one of us is almost asleep) in a nice hotel in Duuth tonight. We took Stepson back to school this evening, and will spend a lazy morning sleeping in and wandering around town before heading back.
It was a busy week, with a funeral on Wednesday, and a wedding in Adjoining State on Friday (outside, in a State Park, on a beautiful -- but cold -- afternoon). The car I rode in took the scenic route back to the hotel (read: got lost) after the ceremony. It was an interesting little wedding.
Then, Saturday morning, I felt relatively free. Just one meeting at church. As I was walking down the hall, I noticed a big pile of leaves in the middle of the hallway. Can't keep them out this time of year. We get leaves in our house, too. We get lots of other things too. Dirty dishes, mail (particularly junk mail), papers we are working on, books (see last post), guitars and amplifiers, laundry. That's what the leaves in the hallway made me think of.
I'll never be "clean." I'll always be a Samaritan.
After the meeting, I was anxious to get back home, and have almost a whole Saturday off. But I noticed some tiny little pieces of paper in back of my chair, just under a cabinet. I had just vaccuumed under there the day before, so I became curious. I unlocked and opened the cabinet.
It seems that, several years before, I had bought sunflower seeds once, for a children's message. And, I had a roll of paper towels for cleaning purposes, which was being slowly chewed up. Oh, and did I mention the sample bag from a World Hunger site called "Feed My Starving Children"?
Anyway, the cabinet looked a little bit like a hamster cage. Except that I suspect that it wasn't hamsters who had been living there.
Needless to say, it was somewhat later than I intended that I finally walked into the front door of my house.
Yesterday, we found a new "small town" (well, 18000 people) where we shopped for Used Books and Antiques. I found, among other things, a devotional book for Army and Navy personnel printed in 1941. It has Protestant, Catholic and Jewish section.
It was a beautiful, sunny afternoon. However, I kept worrying that I was supposed to be at church for something. We have so few Saturdays free, particularly in the fall, that I have trouble enjoying myself if I get a free Saturday. I keep thinking, "I must be forgetting something." (sigh).
But, I wasn't forgetting anything.
Today, our intern preached his first sermon. I gave a Bible study during the Adult Forum hour.
And our Leadership Board President gave each pastor a present for Clergy Appreciation Day: a hand lettered art calligraphy piece with a quotation by Ralph Waldo Emerson.
I hope you had a good weekend, too.