My vlog post the other day was pretty pathetic. I watch it and see a guy who got himself into this mess and that is the thing. I am not sure I would do things differently. I enjoy being busy and having stuff going on. So I will do my best to not complain about the things I choose to do.
The bigger problem is when things I do not choose are added to that list of “to do’s” really gets to me. Not leaving room for the unexpected is my curse.
This weekend was busy but some really cool things went on. One was my cousin’s surprise birthday party. I also attended the last team meeting for the retreat I am working at this weekend. My best friend had a birthday party. Gillian’s soccer team lost but played very well on Saturday morning. George’s high school band took 1st place in their first Field Show competition of the year! And all of that happened before Sunday.
It was good.
Sunday morning was tough. When my alarm went off I was in a very deep sleep. I do not remember the last time I woke up so tired. I got to church early and took care of all the stuff I needed to. My BG was high like it was all weekend so I corrected and kept on going.
Our church service was very eventful with 4 baptisms and receiving of some new members. Now, you all know I am a softy. I get choked up at telephone commercials and Hallmark cards. I am weird like that.
I realized that baptisms turn on the flood gates in my tear glands consistently more often then any other ceremony. Weddings? Sometimes but baptisms win hands down.
Anyhow, during the sermon our Pastor asked us, “what does Heaven look like to you?” And he explained that heaven is not necessarily everything we want in life but an overabundance of what we need. He talked more and more about how we should live and what not and frankly I tuned out and was stuck on that question.
What does Heaven look like to you?
I have one hope for heaven.