Friday (O Adonai)

  • Overslept a bit (something I never do, but apparently turned the alarm off rather than snoozing it) and got tied up a bit while trying to get my day organized. Morning Prayer in the car while driving to the office.
  • Conferred with the Archdeacon over exigent concerns in two of our Eucharistic Communities.
  • Reviewed Christmas homilies from prior years, selected one, then performed major surgery--excising some material and inserting other new material, and moving some parts around--emerging with a rough draft of a sermon that I will refine next week and, God willing, deliver at the cathedral at both Christmas Eve liturgies.
  • Lunch at home. Leftovers.
  • Reviewed my January visitations and made appropriate notes, set up reminders, etc.
  • Reviewed an electronic draft of the service program for Sunday week (the 27th) at St Thomas', Glen Carbon.
  • Drafted, printed, and arranged to send a letter to the vestry of one of our Eucharistic Communities, in response to theirs to me.
  • Processed a short stack of emails.
  • Walked next door to the cathedral to pray the Joyful Mysteries of the rosary. St Paul's has a set of stained glass windows along the south ("liturgical north") side of the nave that depict these five, plus a bonus for the Epiphany. Followed this with Evening Prayer.
  • Spent some quality time back on the office clearing off the physical top of my physical desk. It had been a very long time, and really needed doing.

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