Last evening's 20-mile journey down a darkened, secluded, washboarded, spruce-lined private road in search of moose produced only one suspicious set of eyes. Our hosts were incredulous...but persistent. "We will try again, by float plane if we must," they have promised. I'm pulling for the plane.
The reading is complete ahead of schedule! A by-product of cabin fever. Spiritual Leadership was disappointingly generic. But it is done. And now I dedicate the next days to reporting on this pile of books (most of which is still stacked in the front room of my folks' place in NC). It must all be ready to hand in on the first day of class. There will be 40 hours of class time in Pasadena and then an integrative paper of 40-50 pages due six months after class. There go my days off for the rest of the year.
I was invited this morning to preach two services this weekend at the local parish of undetermined denomination. The pastor was looking for a last-minute trip away...somewhere. I was honored, but declined, deciding to use the sabbatical as ...well... sabbath and find an opportunity to be fed as opposed to feeding. My staff would be proud.
The next big decision regards the trajectory of our final leg of this adventure. We either head into Canada to explore Quebec City, only 1 1/2 hours west north west ...or... we venture out to the Maritimes or the Maine coastline, about the same distance in the opposite direction. We'll flip a coin this weekend, but I'm open for suggestions on the comments section.
Peace to all. You remain in my prayers this weekend. I apologize that there will be no Maine pictures for a few days as the equipment here lacks USB ports or convenient ways to transfer pic files. Perhaps I'll inundate you later.
The reading is complete ahead of schedule! A by-product of cabin fever. Spiritual Leadership was disappointingly generic. But it is done. And now I dedicate the next days to reporting on this pile of books (most of which is still stacked in the front room of my folks' place in NC). It must all be ready to hand in on the first day of class. There will be 40 hours of class time in Pasadena and then an integrative paper of 40-50 pages due six months after class. There go my days off for the rest of the year.
I was invited this morning to preach two services this weekend at the local parish of undetermined denomination. The pastor was looking for a last-minute trip away...somewhere. I was honored, but declined, deciding to use the sabbatical as ...well... sabbath and find an opportunity to be fed as opposed to feeding. My staff would be proud.
The next big decision regards the trajectory of our final leg of this adventure. We either head into Canada to explore Quebec City, only 1 1/2 hours west north west ...or... we venture out to the Maritimes or the Maine coastline, about the same distance in the opposite direction. We'll flip a coin this weekend, but I'm open for suggestions on the comments section.
Peace to all. You remain in my prayers this weekend. I apologize that there will be no Maine pictures for a few days as the equipment here lacks USB ports or convenient ways to transfer pic files. Perhaps I'll inundate you later.
3 comments:
Pastor Joe ~ Darn tootin' I'm proud that you declined the preaching. Way to go! I'm really enjoying visualizing the scenery through your words. Thanks for sharing your experiences! Prayers abound. Cherri
'Do' the Maine coastline! There's nothing like it. It's so much fun to go up and down the small roads along the coast that take you to the water. Lighthouse hunting is fun too! You can go in some of them now. It's facinating to see how the Maine-iacs. Be sure to snack on fried clams, whoopie pies and an Amato's Italian (sub covered in olive oil). Maine blueberries are the best too. Hungry yet? boo
Maine coastline is indeed fascinating, but given the opportunity, go to Quebec City! It's like being in France . . . but closer. Good food, great ambiance. Old Town is wonderful, the St. Laurence River is awe-inspiring. We're missing you in the pulpit, but glad to see that you're taking the sabbatical seriously. Peace to you, and travel mercies whichever you choose. Sandy
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