Sunday, June 21, 2009

Wounded

Typing is rather slow and tough these days. While trimming azalea bushes, I snipped the tip end of my left index finger. If I left these words uncorrected, you would see what I mean! Talk about typos, oh my! I really cut (almost all the way) off a good chunk. It's healing nicely, but is very sore. Playing piano in church this morning was challenging.

I'm loving these loungey summer days. Meals happen when they happen. The hours slip away. Decisions about whether to swim, or nap, or read, are made in a relaxed fashion; there's always time later for other options.

Adam preached this morning, a fine Father's Day sermon, on Ephesians 5 and the early chapters of Hosea. He aggressively challenged the men of the congregations concerning whether they were truly loving their wives as Christ loved the church, taking initiative in serving their wives, sacrificing for them, reconciling with them, pursuing them -- even if the wife is unfaithful, as in Hosea's case. And I can attest to the fact that Adam seeks to live out this Scripture faithfully. He is a wonderful, giving, devoted husband. I hope you're not wondering what this has to do with Father's Day, because of course the first way a man can be a good father is to be a good husband. And the best way to be a good husband is to understand what God says about husbands.

We have so much yard work to do. Nature is a force to be reckoned with, especially with the encouraging rains we've had lately.

Well, I'm heating up pizza from last night, and Adam is making malts. See you later!

1 comment:

  1. Hope your finger heals quickly, and that your summer passes slowly. We still have to finish this week out before the girls are done, and I'm trying not to hate our school system about it ... June 26 is just TOO late.

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