Abba Zeno said, 'If a man wants God to hear his prayer quickly, then before he prays for anything else, even his own soul, when he stands and stretches out his hands towards God, he must pray with all his heart for his enemies. Through this action God will hear everything that he asks.'
I'm a little homesick for Virginia today. Can't imagine why with everything that is going on. Our nephew, Wyatt, is celebrating his third birthday on Sunday. It is a beautiful sunny day here in Ouilmette and the trees are budding. We needed this break in the gray skies. So, my motivation to do much has dwindled. Still, there is much to do. My sermon is almost done. It needs to be done before a 3pm meeting this afternoon. We have a baby dedication, so I am preaching on conversion. Saturday is already filled to the brim with activity. So, there will be no time to work on the sermon then. Ah, such is the life.Had some random thoughts last night...I am a Southern white male Baptist minister. Who knew I had so much power? Wish I knew what to do with it. "People will love me and despair!!!" I miss azaleas. I wish to be more gentle, but prefer goodness over kindness. This may prove problematic in the long run. I need a new pair of green flip flops. The sun sings. We all need to pretend in order to encounter our mortality.
I'll find some time to play the mandolin today. I'm feeling some sadness and need to pick myself up.
Oh, and if you are in the neighborhood and just want to stop by and pray, the sanctuary is open! C'mon in.
Posted by tripp at April 20, 2007 10:53 AM