I wrote my sermon for tomorrow in record speed--maybe 20 minutes.
I did something I never do, I talked about all the lessons and the collect of the day. I seldom like them all--but these I loved.
The sermon came out so seamlessly that I didn't re-read it in case it was awful.
The folks at Trinity, Milton will see and hear if that's true or not tomorrow!
I was told quite a few years ago that I had a quite narrow esophagus. That is sometimes a problem--like yesterday.
For lunch I had leftover chicken with rice and peas. On my last bite I obviously didn't chew enough and a piece of chicken got stuck.
I couldn't get anything to go down--not even water.
Every 15 minutes I had to go to the toilet and cough up my saliva.
I couldn't eat dinner or drink anything.
Bern did the heimlich manuever (however you spell it!) and massaged me in the stomach. I even jumped up and down some though my knees don't let me jump high at all.
So, I went to bed with a small trash can by the bed in case I needed it.
I threw up twice more then went to sleep.
This morning it had passed and I was fine.
I've just got to always chew very well.
Alas for aging....
Our washing machine broke down what seems like a year ago--though it's probably just a month.
Bern has been going to the place with machines to wash clothes.
But I have always washed my own clothes.
I miss it.
We bought a new washer but the delivery was a week later and we didn't have the right valves. So a plumber had to come.
Waited to have it hooked up but the hose wasn't long enough.
Went to buy a hose extender, but had to order it and it hasn't come yet.
Then the washer guy has to come and install it.
All this delay and trouble over dirty clothes.
Amazing!
Maybe we should go down to the river and wash them.
Probably not since most rivers are polluted and the current administration isn't caring about things like that.
I just want our washer to be here!
This week has been the warmest in several months.
But not warm enough for me.
I love warmth--the older I get, the more I love it.
Says something about me, I guess.
But come on Spring and Summer.
I miss you.
Just me talking--or, more correctly--typing.
See you soon, I hope.
...usually because I have to go to church, preach and stay awake during the Eucharist.
I told Bern that Daylight savings time should be taking off ten minutes a day for six days.
She said, "that's a great idea!"
But I know she didn't mean it.
I've felt beat up for the whole day.
Driving to Milton made me crazy.
I think 10 minutes a day for six days IS a great idea.
On the first Sunday in Lent this year, Luke takes us into the wilderness to watch Jesus be tempted by Satan.
It is hard to read and react to.
All of us have experienced 'temptation'--and sometimes given in to it.
But not Jesus.
He rejects the devil at every point.
Good for him!
And better for us, because Jesus is on our side and will comfort us and protect us when we are tempted.
Let us pray we do not give in to temptation....
I've been looking at the hundreds of pictures I have in the drawers of my desk and seeing my Dad a lot.
He was a cold miner until WW2 and when he came back he couldn't go back in the mines. He worked at my Uncle Russel's grocery store (as I did) and then became an insurance sales man.
He was kind and gracious to me.
I miss him to this day.
A good man.
A miner, a soldier, a grocery store worker, an insurance salesman.
I miss him greatly.
