Here it is another Sunday evening. If you are a preacher, you understand the preaching hangover. By definition it is the feeling of complete and utter tiredness after preaching. Your body is tired. Your mind is mush. Your voice sounds like Barry White. You may even have a headache and need medicine. For some reason today’s message was more tiring for me than normal. Most Sunday afternoons I come home and crash, but today I was ready to fall through the door onto the couch. After a short lived nap and the watching of a great golf tourney and good football, my house is now bustling with a bunch of our ministers’ wives. I can hear laughter, smell baked treats, and there is a wafting of caffeinated goodness rolling up the stairs to the bed I am laying in. I love that my wife loves on the other ministers’ wives. Once a month she gathers them together to love on and encourage them. I guess it is kind of like a sorority of sorts. They get each other. They know each other’s struggles. They know each other’s joys. I like that they have a safe place here where they can simply be with other ladies that get them. I also love that my wife gets to have this as a part of her ministry. She is really good at it. I also like the left over baked goods…that is her other ministry she is really good at.
As my mind ponders the day, my heart is full and my thoughts are many. Here are a few of my favorite parts of the day today: