garden hose

 
Drinking from a garden hose was one of my favorite things to do in the summer when I was a kid.  I can still taste it.  The best part was how refreshing it was after running around the yard like a wild man playing tag with the neighbor kids.  The next best part was holding my thumb across the end to create the famous "jet spray".  The next-next best part was trying to whip my friends with the hose before they tackled me for spraying them down ...

The last several days have been a blur.  (My present day wild man pace.)

  1. This past Saturday morning I had the privilege of officiating at the wedding of a great couple in our church.
  2. Saturday afternoon I had the privilege of baptizing another man into Christ.
  3. Saturday night I had the privilege of tons of reading in preparation for a graduate "intensive" course that I am taking this week in central Virginia.  I squeezed in an adventure "spy" movie with the surround sound cranked up later Saturday night with our oldest daughter.
  4. Sunday morning early I had the privilege of playing percussion as part of our three worship services at ACC.
  5. Sunday afternoon, Lara and I took the girls to Macaroni Grill for some yummy Italian food.
  6. Later Sunday afternoon I grabbed a home brewed Starbucks with some vanilla ice cream and hit the road in the General Ki in the middle of a thunderstorm to drive the 4-hour winding roads of Virginia on Route 29 to Lynchburg, VA.
  7. Sunday night I completed the reading for my course sitting at the desk in the hotel room until 12:15 a.m.
  8. This morning at 6:30 a.m. I was up (much to my chagrin) and found the local Starbucks (much to my delight) in the hills of Virginia and set off for eight hours of lecture and discussion about the Old Testament prophets: their message, their style, their intent and how the modern day preacher can bring the message home for present-day application by preaching about Jesus from those same prophetic texts.  I will be packing an entire graduate class into this week alone.  This intensive is definitely intense....
I think I'm going to take a nap before trying to read some more.  First, maybe I'll ask the front desk if they have a garden hose ...

I miss Lara and the girls.

 

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