Friday

  • Abbreviated (i.e. 45 minutes) treadmill workout to begin the day.
  • Task planning over breakfast.
  • Morning Prayer at home.
  • Accompanied Brenda on a visit to one of her healthcare providers.
  • Conferred with the Archdeacon on an ongoing pastoral/administrative matter.
  • Responded, by way of pastoral care, to an email message from a lay communicant in the diocese.
  • Briefly attended to a technical matter relating to the ongoing effort to get teaching videos edited and posted.
  • Lunch at China One, eaten at home.
  • Spent an inordinate chunk of time getting sucked into a technology black hole. The new database system will be a tremendous asset once we master the learning curve and solve some pesky technical issues and adjust some workflow logistics among the staff. In the meantime, it is a voracious morale-sapper.
  • Having failed in my attempt to use the new system to do this, I resorted to old-fashioned email and an Excel spreadsheet to contact all Rectors, Vicars, Priests-in-Charge, and Pastoral Leaders to begin to harvest contact information for the church musicians with whom they work.
  • In the midst of all that, I took a long walk while doing a Lectio Divina meditation on tomorrow's daily office reading about my Old Testament namesake's interesting night spent with a community of carnivorous felines. I find that walking while meditating on scripture is working surprisingly well for me. The experience was rich on both counts.
  • Evening Prayer, short form, in the car on the way home.

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