Until Diane asked for an update, I didn't realize how long I've been out-of-pocket! Interpretation of the "Frank Bowla" comment was, "the Karankawa Indians were cannibals," from a car-ride discussion of Native American tribes and Texas History class. See, I told you it was tough.
Everything is finally here from TX; in a storage bldg somewhere are our tax papers. A bit of a problem. Our transmission went out on our van, so...we bought a new (to us) car! It's so exciting to drive a car without surprises - kind of an oxymoron, I think. This, of course, was not in our plans, so the excitement comes also in the walk of faith required to purchase this vehicle. For the record, his name is Isaac because we plan on much laughter within, and because he is the beginning of the fulfillment of God's promises to us.
Church is great and we had a wonderful leadership seminar over the weekend. Some things rearranged on my spiritual gifts inventory, and I think that has to do with a new release of ministry for us. Always exhortation (encouragement) was in first place, with teaching in second, and various things jockeying for third. This time first place went to teaching, with second place - PASTORING!, and exhortation coming in around 4th, tied with MISSIONARY! (but only to countries where indoor plumbing and Diet Coke are standard and eating bugs is not). It will be interesting to see how this plays out.
I actually had a heart leap when I saw my results. I don't know that I'll ever be in a head pastor position (a possibility in my denomination) or head pastor's wife position. It's not necessarily on my heart to do so. I'm pretty unconventional as far as pastors or their wives are concerned. I mean, really, how many of those have, and wear till threadbare, a goth "Hello Kitty" shirt? (And where can I get a new one?) I do love being the second banana, though. So, all that to say, we'll see.
Latest cryptic statement is easy - "I miss you hole punches!" o o o o o
That's all the news from Lake Woebegon!