Te deum…

What? Another week gone by? Really? It was January the last time I looked! That, in fact, was the kind of week it was. Preparation for worship leadership…doing the job. Then a couple of trips to Edmonton for medical stuff, the second one involving a drive home (70 minutes) in a whirlwind of blowing snow. That ended up being a veritable storm, with visibility of just a few houses for some hours. Such an event now raises my anxiety a lot more than it used to. Since I am not allowed to shovel snow, and I seem unable to get reliable snow removal, I get concerned about how I will handle it. This time, there was enough snow that I had good cause to wheel out the big snow blower, which took care of the driveway and the public sidewalk in about a half hour. And…it was fun, with very little physical stress.

Life has been complicate over the past few days by a colleague’s father death. Her congregations are located about an hour south of me. I had to cover for her this Sunday, with only 24 hours notice. On top of that, I’ll be filling in for her for the next two week. I have been finding, lately, that preparing to lead worship and reach is taxing enough that I do it best when it is every second week. February will have me on the spot all four Sundays. More work than I like. I tried to make a start of these commitments this afternoon.

Beatrix is away all this week at a course in Manitoba. I miss her more than in the past. I think that has something to don with my depending on her to remind me of things that I forget. I spend time each day wracking my brains to see if there’s anything I have forgotten. I had one major event of this nature this week when I was in Edmonton for an MRI (Magnetic Resonance Imaging) test. I took my Kindle (e-reader) along, and somehow managed to lose it. At least I think I lost it. It might have been stolen from the car, which I left unlocked. The unnerving part is the complete blank I experience about the time I was in the Diagnostic Imaging Department. I can’t remember ever putting it down, or leaving it behind. I returned to the hospital and checked each receptionist. Nothing was turned in. Without a charger, the gizmo is useless once the battery runs down, Fortunately, I have all 63 books on my iPad, and I can read them just as well there.

This is all trivial stuff, but it’s what makes up my life these days. Hopefully my mind will turn to more esoteric material when I sit down to write again.