That's just the way it is! So I will write one and give it to Deacon to work her magic.
In the meantime, pulling the camping stuff from the basement --we had accumulated 30 years of fine camping equipment, and when Joel got sick and we figured we would never go camping again, we gave much of it away. (Sigh.) So, this morning I will pull out what we still have (that we kept for picnics and the like) and go from there. Yesterday, we got several phone calls from folks who for one reason or another cannot go to Convocation --and they offered their room at the Casino... we turned 'em down.... We have been intrepid campers to very remote locations... I guess we'll see how much intrepid we still have. I think South Dakota is going to demand a great deal of intrepidation....
In the meantime, I am loving this love letter from St. Paul this morning (somewhere around Galatians 5:4-8)
You who want to be justified by the law have cut yourselves off from Christ; you have fallen away from grace. For through the Spirit, by faith, we eagerly wait for the hope of righteousness. For in Christ Jesus neither circumcision nor uncircumcision counts for anything; the only thing that counts is faith working through love.
Slam dunk, Paul. And then he says a bit about '--who led you astray?' kinda thing --and 'why am I being persecuted if I am still preaching circumcision?' --in other words, I am being persecuted because I am NOT teaching Tradition --but a new way (a new Covenant, as we say dang near every Sunday, which is NOT the Sabbath, but the Day of Resurrection --ooooo, I can feel my own rant coming)... and then he finishes it off with: 'I wish those who unsettle you would castrate themselves!'
I guess it's biblical to wish your opponents were dead or worse.... Atta boy Paul... keep working that love you preach, honey!
--and may I have even just half your courage... intrepidness... doggedness....
--and, all IS grace. Thank you Jesus.
Here it is --the finished project....
|the completed lanyard on my Niobrara cross|