Just taking a momentary pause from 'the gift....'
What a wonderful day today. Picked up Kaylyn from school and we took a bit of a road trip -- to Westcliffe, which is about 45 minutes away. Along the way, saw some phenomenal colors (which reminds me of the discourse I recently had with a friend that I intend to address here someday soon). Discovered a fun and clean bowling alley. Yes, I did win. What's sad is that I only out-bowled Kaylyn (remember, she's 5), by 20 pins, and Cotter (3 1/2) by about 30 pins. It's not that they're bowling prodigies, either, I am just that bad. Kelli and I did each bowl one strike. We all wore these kicky pink and yellow matching bowling shoes, too. We dined at Village Inn, and then hit the local Gibson's, which is going out of business. I was very excited to find several shirts that can be worn in public, all to be had for under $5. I am the king of discount clothing.
I do rejoice in simple pleasures. The smiles of my children. The laugh of my dear wife (with me, not at me). Five dollar clothing. A biblical promise. A warm bed. a long shower. A cup of coffee followed by a mountain dew code red. Getting to write. Seeing bighorn sheep on an afternoon drive.
I'm a little overwhelmed looking forward to the week ahead. On Sunday, the church is having a pastor appreciation banquet after worship. Which really will be nice -- our church is great to us. It does mean, however, that I won't take my normal sunday afternoon nap -- so I'm making Kelli put me to bed early tomorrow. Then Sunday night's study in Revelation deals with the church in thyatira which is fairly critical on the catholic church (although I'm really more interested in the address to the church in Sardis, which is a criticism on the reformed church). Then, Monday morning I'll be at the men's bible study at 5 a.m., doing a funeral at 11 a.m., and heading to our annual state meeting in the afternoon for a few days. I'm not griping -- really. I'm really looking forward to the pastor's conference. It is such a "filling" time for me. Last year, Fermin Whitaker, the exec. director for California preached such an incredible message. I think there will be a tribute to Rick Ferguson, too, which will be special.
Okay, I've typed myself into sleepiness. nighty night night.