Thursday, July 27, 2006

Boy...it sure is quiet..

Yawn...oh, hi..when did you walk in? Caught me sitting at the keyboard in a bathrobe. Got up this morning at about 4:30 AM, this after getting to sleep after midnight. Had to get my lovely wife to the airport. See, she and a friend are fortunate enough to be going to Chicago to attend a Joyce Meyers conference, which will also include Darlene Zsech of Hillsongs leading worship. With daughter Jen at STORM Camp, it means 2 1/2 days of peace and relaxation....NOT. I'm still working on getting the car dried out, my MIL is expecting me to trim bushes for her, and then there is this thing called work. So, seeing as my boss does expect me to show up tonight, I better go take a nap.....um, that IS your cue to leave. Okay, fine..don't...just don't stare...it gives me the creeps. God bless you all, Ken

Tuesday, July 25, 2006

Do ya miss me??

Okay, so I'm starting to realize that blogging during these summer months is simply not going to work. As I work evenings, I have my mornings and early afternnon to get things done. These last few weeks I have been swamped. There is the lawn, which I have been watering regularly so it doesn't go brown on me. Then, with all the watering, comes mowing every 4-5 days. Then there was the work on my daughter's room, (which included a huge amount of cleaning) to prepare for her coming back from Guatemamla. She did make it back safely, by the way. Another post that never got done...sigh. There was also a brake job, tune up, and oil change to do on my daughter's car, tie rods and brakes to do on mine, gardens that need constant care, trees that needed trimming, and a garage needing cleaning. Then throw in grocery shopping once or twice a week. Did I mention that these are all things I get no help with? Then, last night, I drove my daughters car to work, parked it in the parking lot, and went to work. I have to drive a City vehicle around, so my car is unattended. While I was working, it started raining...hard. Then it really started to rain...harder. After about 20 minutes of downpouring, I got a call from one of my fellow employees. Seems my car was getting submerged. It was up to the bottom of the doors, and rising. So, I drove like a wild man, through a bunch of very submerged intersections, finally arriving back at City Hall. My daughters car, a Saturn, was sitting in what was basiclly a small lake, with water about 8" above the bottom of the doors. I managed to wade to it, get the door open and get in. Amazingly, I was actually able to get it started, though I had to hold the pedal to the floor to keep it running. I got it out of the flooded area, opened the door, and let the water drain for what seemed like 5 minutes. Then came 2 hours of wet vaccing to clean it up as much as possible. Luckily, Jen is gone (again) to STORM Camp this week, so I have a little time to get it back to normal. But what I'm realizing, as I look ahead, is that I am not going to be able to make any substantive posts until fall, at best. I try to prioritize my time, and unfortunately, this blog is not at the top of my list. I am not gone, and I will post when I get the chance, so I hope you will keep checking in. Thanks to those who e-mailed me. I will keep checking in on all of you, and comment when I have time. May God bless you all, Ken

Tuesday, July 11, 2006

The message that was...

Okay, so here is the post I meant to do last week, after my opportunity doing the massage in church. Problem was, I wanted to wait until it was posted on our church's website. Our webmeister, however, was on vacation all last week, so it was not updated until this week.
I must admit, I was not totally happy with the way my presentation went. I missed a couple key points, made a couple obvious errors, and also missed a key Scripture reference. Thing was, I had all of these things there in my outline, but with the podium I was using, I could only read the top half of the outline easily. To read the bottom of the outline, I had to almost look straight down, and as such, I kept losing my place. In after thought, maybe I should have just picked up the notes, or perhaps, just gone back, which is something many speakers will do if they miss something.
None of that occured to me as I was speaking, however, and I just kept moving along. Afterwards, even as I mentally reviewed my "obvious" mistakes, I was genuinely suprised by the number of people complimenting me on the message I had done. Perhaps it's true, that we are our own worst critics. Or maybe everyone was just being nice.
In the end, though, all that matters is that the message was given. My only true concern is that the words of that message make some sort of impact on someone. I do not consider myself a preacher. I consider myself a gardener; sometimes I am planting seeds, other times I am watering them. But the credit for any fruits that may come goes only to God. He is the one that causes them to grow. So, if you have the time, and want to listen, go here and click on the July 2nd sermon link. Thanks for being patient, and may God bless each of you. Ken