Yesterday was Confirmation Day. I had the Saturday evening service, three services on Sunday. The third was a special service for the confirmands. Afterwards I was invited over to the home of one of the confirmands. I'm glad I went; we got a chance to talk about the transition at our church. They asked some questions about the process of getting a new senior pastor, what kinds of things we need to do and to know.
Today I had a funeral. Four women from my congregation were standing together afterwards. All of them Stephen Ministers. When I saw them, I called them "The Dream Team." I also did a little housekeeping, to make sure I was ready to go to my Continuing Education classes. I got a call on another funeral, which someone else will be handling.
Then I went to the Festival of Homiletics.
I registered and walked around the big downtown church for awhile.
I sat outside in the sun (it is finally sunny here!) and read a little bit of a novel called Loving Frank.
I bought a book in the bookstore.
I ran into a couple of old friends, made some plans for lunches.
I listened to wonderful music by a local group called Cantus.
I sang along with all the many many voices on the song, "Holy God, we Praise Your Name."
I soaked up a wonderful sermon by Barbara Brown Taylor, "Learning to Fall", and a Lecture by Thomas Long.
I stopped at the store on the way home, bought fancy olives (among other things).
I gave my dog Scout a tummy rub.
And I thought, this is what I need.
So simple, really.