A few comments ago, Mary asked if I had recovered yet from the ordination service. Yes and No.
The ordination service was an amazing, beautiful, and sacred event. God blessed it all the more fully … as such would be God’s plans … by my being able to share the joy with so many people. Having Mary & Gerald out here felt like old times … as though no time at all had passed since we last saw each other. I was especially thrilled with our Friday socializing when Fran and Mary & Gerald had the chance to meet my Regina friends. Of course it was a chance for my Regina friends to get to know each other better … rather than through my stories.
I certainly was tired for a few days into the next week. This past week has been more tiring as I was getting all the utilities set up in Swift Current. My brain hurt more from trying to decide which of three mover quotes was the most responsible … each have different ways of calculating their costs. I have a moving date set for Thursday, August 27th. They will load and unload on the same day.
I started packing on Monday and I got tuckered out pretty quickly. But I’ve got quite a bit done. I want it all completed by the time we leave on camping holidays (Aug 9th – 23rd.) Sorting through the storage room will take some muscle, but it should only be a day’s worth of work as everything is in rubbermaid containers.
I also went up to see my Mom on Thursday. Her memory has deteriorated in the past month. Several times she wasn’t sure who I was. The good part is that she seems to have forgotten some things that were agitating her most of her waking hours. We actually had a pretty good visit as I told her stories of her past.
Today, I got a significant portion of my ordination scrapbook completed. So far I have about 35 sheets (that means 70 pages) filled with material from the service. I still have to get photos made up. Probably 40% of the sheets are filled with the wonderful cards that I received.
This coming week I already have two funerals to attend. God’s promise to be with us always never fails to be comforting.
It really was a good visit! Thanks again …. muchly . . . for everything.
Here’s hoping all goes well with your move. You know that if we lived closer we’d be packing that stuff in our pick-up truck and helping you to move it!
We welcomed our parish’s new pastor with a Welcome BBQ “back at the river” yesterday. It poured rain earlier in the day but by mid-afternoon the sun started to shine and it was beautiful! Yeah God!
By the way, I’m pooped today … but no time for rest. Deadline day again – and with a planned power interruption here tomorrow from 8 a.m. to 12 noon, it means ALL of my writing has to be done today. It’s going to be a LONG day and I’m tired before it begins.
So let me guess, Mom… you’re motivating yourself by posting here!
(I start work in the same way…. genetics is a
scarywonderful thing.)Times of transition are tough…. praying for grace and peace for you all through the highs and lows of the next few weeks.
My daughter is on to me!
Your daughter is amazing!
How come no one ever sticks up for me or feels sorry for me?
Mary … you are sounding suspiciously like me … possibly my role modelling isn’t always so helpful??
Now that IS a scary thought!! Poor me (because I just know no one else will say it!)
Well I would say “Poor Mary” but I am more inclined to say “Poor Kristin” because I know what a chore it is to move…and I am close enough to help, so remember to call on me, Kristin. You know I would love to come and help you get settled in (any excuse to get together)!
I too would say a huge THANK YOU again for the privilege to be a part of your ordination weekend. It was a truly blessed event and even I can stop sharing stories about the whole event! God is good indeed!