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Trouble on Sunday

My thought for today is, "If I don't get on with my sermon soon I'm going to have trouble on Sunday. There will be a gaping hole in the middle of the service." Mind you, which is more important? This blog with the potential to reach a lot of people, or a sermon for fourteen people? That's a tricky one. I know I shall enjoy Sunday with those fourteen people. They are people with lives outside the church, who can influence many more people in their day to day lives. Also they know me as a real person not just some cyber, religious, agony aunt. Aha I quite like that title. I try to be open about myself here but those people on Sunday really know my background. There is no chance of me getting superior with them, and I wouldn't want to. They know the worst there is to know about me. I believe my openess, about the things I have done wrong in my life, is one of my greatest strengths. I can honestly say, I know your sins can be forgiven. I've been there and have...

A good Sunday

What would a good Sunday be like for you? Mine was to take a morning service in a little chapel in Somerset, U.K.then to go home and have lunch cooked for me by my daughter's fiance and then spend some time with them. Then I went to my local chapel in Devon to play the organ at a service with six other people in the congregation. Then home to catch up with my poems for Squidoo and this blog. Perhaps it sounds boring to you but I find it fulfilling. Tell me what you like to do, perhaps we could swap for a day and see how we get on living someone else's life. I must say I'm in no hurry to try, after 63 years I think I know what suits me best.Here is a lens about my chapel A little Methodist chapel in Devon, England