I struggled to write a sermon on the reading of the week.
I didn't like the readings and couldn't seem to find positive ways to speak about them.
So, I'm going to use a sermon I wrote several weeks ago and church was cancelled because of a threatening storm.
Is that a cop-out?
Probably, but it's what I'm going to do.
Wish me luck getting away with it....
Our so-called president, Donald Trump, would like to be a king and be in charge of everything.
He does all sorts of things to indicate he doesn't respect the popular vote, the Supreme Court, Congress and any of us.
His health is in question these days.
I hope he does poop his pants and that his left leg doesn't work right.
I know his brain and his awareness doesn't work right.
Given how much he's messed up our country and our foreign relationships, how long will it take to get back to normal?
And who can do it?
I'm very concerned.
The mid-term elections could begin the 'get rid of Trump' process.
Let's wish and hope and pray it does.
God help us....
I went to the new doctor at the practice where we go today.
Bern saw him last week and said he was very good.
She was right.
I told him about all the things I put in yesterday's blog and he was great in his attention and responses.
He gave me a RX for one of my complaints.
And we shook hands before I left.
I have an appointment to follow up with him next month.
This is what doctors should do--listen, respond and help make you feel better about your body and your self...
As I was showering and getting dressed I had a remarkable thought.
"I'm not the man I used to be," was the thought.
Truth is, I've probably never been the man I think I used to be.
I was not as strong and active and witty as I think I was, most likely.
But I have so many issues to deal with right now that I'm a tad depressed.
1. bad knees
2. strange urinary tract stuff
3. a sore on my face that won't heal
4. short of breath after walking up our 13 stairs to the upstairs
5. ringing in my ears
6. needing a cane
I realized this morning, maybe for the first time, I'm an 'old man'!
I don't like being old but there's nothing I can do about it except be glad I'm still alive.
Old Man Jim, get used to it....
I've been spending more time in dental chairs lately than I have been in church!
An implant that took over a year was finished, but right before that I chipped a front tooth.
Now that is repaired and I don't see a dentist again until December for a cleaning.
That is, of course, if I don't do something stupid and chip another tooth.
Doing stupid stuff is right up my alley....
At 7:10 p.m. Bern got home....
Brigit and I am so happy.
Bern may even be happier.
It seems like weeks but has only been days.
It was so hot in Florida she was glad to get back to 45 degree weather.
Even colder during the early hours of Tuesday.
I hate the chill but I'll put up with it for her.
Welcome Home, My Love!
Sunday with no church. Once a month I'm off from Trinity.
Tomorrow is what I'm waiting on--just one more night with just me and Brigit.
Tomorrow, Bern comes home!
She won't get here until nearly 7 but that is ok.
I've missed her so and Brigit has missed her more, but she's been a better dog the last two days.
She comes down to go out without me putting a leash on her...
Brigit will go crazy when her 'woman' gets home.
(You see, Bern and I don't 'have a dog'; our dog has her 'woman' and her 'man'. That's the balance of power in our house....
