Saturday

  • Up around 0630. Morning Prayer in the cathedral. Charlie Parker's for breakfast. Back at the office around 0900. (The morning routine now involves a not-small amount of time devoted to the stretching exercises my physical therapist has prescribed.)
  • Got ready for the Diocesan Council meeting and the Mass that precedes is.
  • Presided and preached at a Votive Mass "For the Sick."
  • Presided over the regular quarterly meeting of the Diocesan Council. This included a robust discussion of mission strategy concerns.
  • Lunch at Boone's with two clerics and two laity from council.
  • Met with the President and another member of the Standing Committee for a planned "review" of the effects of my residential relocation to Chicago.
  • Refined, edited, formatted, printed, and scheduled for posting the text of tomorrow's homily at Holy Trinity, Danville.
  • Noticing that I already had 6500 steps on my Fitbit pedometer, I took a slightly abbreviated brisk walk, up Second to Adams, over to Sixth, then back down to Lawrence and completing the circuit to Second. More than met my 10k daily quota.
  • Evening Prayer in the cathedral.
  • Packed up, loaded the YFNBmobile, and headed east to the Hampton Inn in Urbana for the night. Upon the recommendation of the desk clerk, I enjoyed excellent Chinese at the Golden Harbor in Champaign.

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