There's Got To Be Another Way

We went to the H2O revival last night--all 200 of us Christians.  There was an altar call--of sorts--and a few people responded and that's good.  He preached a heart-wrenching, emotion-driven sermon, though it was all over the place but basically about how we need to face our "demons" and get our lives in line with God's will for us. I'd say 60% of the people there were over 50 so he was preaching to the "saints."   He'd said he had ADHD and from his preaching, he was right.  He was all over the place--a sermon that could have been preached in 20 min that took him 1 1/2 hours.  Not looking forward to tonight.
Going to Irma's auction today--4:00-6:00, yes, 2 hours only.  We're going to help about 11:30 to set out the stuff.  H is in the hospital, doing better, but not enough to help. J, D and C will be there setting up and fixing lunch.  I'm thinking of staying for it and helping afterward.  They'll need extra help and maybe I won't have to go tonight to H20.  D and C could bring me home.  Just thinking.  Hate to leave Bill with it, but he volunteered to be a counselor so he has to go.
The ones for whom I've been praying in J's Operation Andrew prayers on Sunday are all young girls--I'm going to approach them one-on-one about becoming a Christian.  I think that's "another way."  There's no way a non-Christian would sit through a service like last night's, especially a child--he was pretty graphic in his description of his life before committing to Christ.  I'm so critical--It was not well-organized--just another MPBA event to put the faithful to the test, I guess.
Bill's getting a follow-up blood test today.  We're hoping all is well.

So Much Better

Things are so much better today.  The rain is gone, the sun is out and I'm wanting to create.  I even finished a dress (see it at  http://sallylsmith.blogspot.com/).  I'm so sad for my friend in the hospital, though.  It will be a long time for this friend to be right again-lots of prayers going their way today.

Down But Not Out

It's been a down day today and this afternoon hasn't proved any different from the rest of the day.  My mood is the same level as the barometric pressure--rain today.  The fact is, I've been giving so much lately that I'm all "gived-out."  I needed a day to do nothing, which I've had, but I feel guilty.  Now, what gives with that?  I feel I deserve a day off but since I really have "no job," I feel I still must do some work.  So...I put dishes in the dishwasher, put a roast in the crock pot, folded clothes, tried to do something creative (no such luck), cleaned out a filing cabinet drawer, made the bed, made lunch, washed some "creatin' fabric"--so after typing all that, I guess I really didn't to "nothing."  The afternoon's a downer because one of our church people tried to commit suicide and Bill, after just walking in the door, changing clothes and heading for his workshop, was sent to check things out.  Not only that, I was hoping we'd get to go to the show this evening--just the two of us, like a date or something.  But no.  Duty calls.  Sometimes I hate being a pastor's wife.  And...I'm angry instead of concerned about the person who is lying in the hospital.  They shouldn't have done that to themselves.  Now I really feel guilty.