Sundays

I write this blog mostly so you guys don't think I fly 8000 miles to sit on the beach and walk nice paths all day. (Perry may very well be doing that, but I occasionally do something.)  

Sundays is one of those days.  You don't think of all the parts that go in to a church service until you are all those parts.  Here's a Sunday for me.

• Prepare the building (open the gate, open typhoon shutters, plug in everything, fire up the air cons, start the hot water)
• Breakfast (make sure there is breakfast available when people arrive, restock cups and drink mixes)
• Kids Sermon Sheets (find corresponding kids pages to accompany the sermons, make copies, and stuff the clipboards)
• Children's Sunday School (prepare and teach the lesson)
• Music (pick the music, practice the piano, lead the music)
• Preach (write the sermon, make the PowerPoint, deliver the sermon)
• Close down the building (close typhoon shutters, unplug everything, turn off the air cons, take out the trash, sweep the floor, close the gate)

Thankfully another person is helping with the kid pick up for Sundays! 

This Sunday we talked about faith, particularly Mary.  We talked about how she had faith in the BIG things (pregnant with the Messiah) and faith in the small things (knowing her Son could fix the problem when they ran out of wine at a wedding).   

Perhaps my Sunday highlight, I was given a big bag of mangos by a family in the church.  I'm eating at least two mangoes a day right now.  Living the dream. 

I had so much to do after church, but I was tired and didn't care.  So I packed a picnic and went to the beach for a couple of hours.  Then I had a lovely evening walk on Beach Road.