Wednesday

  • Up quite a bit on the early side--showered, dressed, and with my morning tea by 0700.
  • Read Morning Prayer in my recliner, and, while waiting for some contracted termite assassins to arrive, got to work on the project that would punctuate my day, but not be completed until mid-evening back at home: plotting my sermon prep for September through November. I do this sort of thing roughly quarterly, and in involves going through old material and figuring out what can be salvaged and repurposed, and what occasions simply demand a fresh homily.
  • Met briefly with the termite assassins and got them going on their work.
  • Took Brenda to a 0900 doctor's appointment.
  • Did some rapid-response grocery and nutritional supplement shopping.
  • Dropped Brenda and the groceries off at home and continued on to the office for an 1100 appointment with a cathedral parishioner who was keen to discuss immigration issues, and what a response of Christian leadership might look like. She has an admirable heart for refugees and immigrants, and has embraced a commendable ministry of advocacy on their behalf. For reasons I've made clear, I'm slow to be officially involved in matters of public policy, but recent crisis involving children at our southern border is not, I believe, something over which Christians of goodwill and an informed conscience will disagree.
  • Substantive phone conversation with a lay leader in one of our Eucharistic Communities.
  • Lunch from Taco Gringo, eaten at home.
  • Back to the office to resume work on the sermon planning project.
  • Worked things out by phone with Green Mazda, who took delivery just today on a vehicle that meets my specs.
  • Met a bit with the Dean and a lay member of the cathedral over some details for this October's annual Synod.
  • Headed down to Green Mazda to do the deal, check in hand. It to forever! One inexplicable delay after another. But it eventually got done, and around 4:30 I drove off the lot in a CX5 with all of 2.8 miles on the odometer.
  • Back at the office, came to a penultimate stopping point on the sermon work.
  • Evening Prayer in the cathedral.
  • Spent the evening finishing the sermon planning endeavor and figuring out how to pair the new vehicle with the garage door opener. You know, priorities.

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