Wednesday (Our Lady of Mt Carmel)

  • Devotions in the cathedral; MP in my office.
  • Prepped for midday Mass.
  • Left a voicemail with a member of the Nashotah board.
  • Revised, refined, and printed my sermon for this Sunday (St Mary's, Robinson). Hopefully, it will still be in the back seat of my car when I reach for it. Still don't know what happened to last Sunday's.
  • Wrote an email to one of our seminarians, addressing some pertinent questions he had previously inquired about.
  • Got to work drafting a text for a video presentation I will be recording next week at Nashotah House.
  • Celebrated and preached the midday cathedral Mass, marking the extra-canonical lesser feast of Our Lady of Mt Carmel.
  • Lunch at home--leftovers.
  • Continued working on the video text.
  • Connected by phone with the person I had left the voicemail with earlier.
  • Took an incoming phone call from a fellow Nashotah trustee.
  • Conferred with the Archdeacon over a draft Letter of Agreement with a priest newly coming into the diocese.
  • For the sake of my health--both physical and mental--got up from my desk as took about a six block walk through the neighborhood east and south of the office.
  • Responded by email to some pastoral/administrative requests made by one of our clergy.
  • In my task software, created a large project aimed at producing a series of short teaching videos on the Seven Habits of Well-Formed Christian Disciples.
  • Evening Prayer in the cathedral.
  • Walked down to Subway at 5th & South Grand for some dinner.
  • Walked back up to the cathedral and attended the regular July Chapter meeting. Got home a little before 9pm.

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