Thursday, August 31, 2006

If this isn't pastoral care...

It's 12:15 am and I'm in the office trying to reinstall windows 2000 on a guys laptop who is off to bible college Saturday.

But it ain't going so well.

The OEM CD-ROM that came with the thing won't run from Dos, and in windows it keeps freezing up.

what to do, what to do.

Go home to bed. Maybe the answer comes while I sleep.

Besides, my first meeting is at 8AM.

I'm goin home.

UPDATE: Ok, it's 1:25am, I figured out the problem, and NOW I'm going home.

Evening Prayers

Read each line, then stop and consider what it means to you.

When ready, move on to the next line.

 

The LORD is my shepherd, I have everything I need.

(pause)

He lets me rest in green meadows, he leads me beside peaceful streams.

(pause)

He renews my strength.

(pause)

He guides me along right paths, bringing honor to his name.

(pause)

Even when I walk through the dark valley of death, I will not be afraid,

(pause)

for you are close beside me. Your rod and your staff protect and comfort me.

(pause)

You prepare a feast for me in the presence of my enemies.

(pause)

You welcome me as a guest, anointing my head with oil. My cup overflows with  blessings.

(pause)

Surely your goodness and unfailing love will pursue me, all the days of my life,

(pause)

and I will live in the house of the LORD,  forever.

Amen.

Thank You...

To all those of you who helped in some way, with the funeral yesterday.

Your ministry and care was an unselfish act of love for Lionel and Tryntje. Thank you for caring.

your pastor.

Wednesday, August 30, 2006

In a few moments I go in to conduct a funeral

In May I remember thinking that this was a funeral that would be accomplished long before we had to do one for Dad. I was wrong.

Funny how life goes that way. You really, really don't know what's around the bend, until you're around the bend yourself.

:)

Anyway, this is the first time since Dad's funeral, that I've worn my suit. Still some graveside dirt on it, hope no one notices.

First time, since Dad's funeral, that I've done a funeral.

Feels all strange and weird and, just weird is all.

Anyway, here we go.