hopeful—Oswald Chambers, My Utmost for His Highest (18 January, "'It Is the Lord!'")
The day begins well. Spent lots of yesterday in a funk, almost entirely of my own doing. I'm one of the moodiest people I know, and I haven't nearly as much cause as I'd like to think. Dying to myself is far from a terrible thing— more freedom than sacrifice by far. Need to be reminded more often. He is, thankfully, faithful, and faithful to give me opportunities daily.
We'll see how the day goes, but as it stands, things look pretty relaxed after work and worship. Work itself may be a different matter, as I'm trying to leave more room for volunteers to be responsible for their own service rather than personally ensuring all the ducks are in a row. I've quoted this before, but it bears repeating: my old friend Monte wisely observed, "The only way to have all your ducks in a row is when they're dead." I want our church to be a little more alive, and that means risk and failure. I can live with that, and He can certainly provide for it.
For the office, I've been playing with iCal as a calendaring solution that will enable me to keep John's schedule, the church's, and my own. Looks like it will work like a charm (much better than Entourage, which I'd been using— sorry Micro$oft and
journeyto). The fact that there will soon be a synching solution for John's and my Sidekicks only sweetens the deal further.Been neglecting a ton, and the same things are still on my mind and heart, but being faithful in this moment means trusting Him and moving ahead. He will be faithful to the rest.
