Bags of Bran

Yes, I’m fine.
September 7, 2014, 10:39 pm
Filed under: Biography

I never saw these days coming when I would be sitting at home at ten o’clock, having fulfilled three separate speaking engagements in one day. It’s tiring work. I am tired: too tired to read except for some Carl Trueman essays; too tired to work on anything meaningful; yet too restless to sleep just yet.

Why so tired? I got my obligatory nap in after the morning service. After my nap, in order to wake myself up, I went and did some hill repeat intervals on my bike. I look at this last sentence and realize that I should have put the word “wisely” in there somewhere for a heightened sense of wry irony. The actual effect was more like “you know, just to make sure I was a bit glassy-eyed for the evening service.”

And so, having committed this brilliant deed and now getting back to the grindstone, I was just getting ready to type up an order of service with a full hour and change to spare before the PM service when I suddenly realized that it was Sunday night and not Wednesday night, and we start at 6:00 PM on Sunday night, not 7:00 PM like on Wednesday nights. So, in actual fact, I had not the hour and change, but only the change (about three minutes) to change my clothes, print my materials, and sprint to the front of the church. I’d have to confess that, after the hills this afternoon, the sprint was only a sprint in spirit: in reality it was more like a brisk shuffle on legs that felt as spry as wilted celery, and that is not so easy to do in dress clothes.

I will assume, simply because I am too embarrassed to ask, that this sort of thing is normal and happens all the time to pastors throughout their careers.


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