So here we are, heading towards the middle of September, and it all feels a bit wick...and that's not just me! However, last Saturday was good - a trip to the folk museum, which for once was really good, and not bunged with people (even if PWC did have their family day on). Even got a ride on a horse and cart (or horses and cart to be precise - a wild life eh?). After that we saw the biggest aeroplane in the world as it flew over the city airport. Mrs McC tried to be excited for me, but it really was impressive as far as I was concerned.
SUnday worship was great...first evening service in a while, so that was good...despite a little bit of lethargy before leaving the house...amazing freedom in worship in CoGS. This Saturday night is small-worship chez nous. A chance to chill out with a glass of the fruit of the vine, and the mellow tones of an acoustic guitar and hopefully an acoustic bass!
The end of the month will let me into the beloved Mournes, which I feel like I haven't seen never mind been in, in a very long time. Meelmore crying out to be climbed, but we'll see how my unconditioned legs hold out...great coffee in Meelmore lodge. So roll on the end of the month, til we get through the blues of children going back to school, homeworks, dark mornings, dark evenings...even this will pass.
So I hold on to something Alan shared with us on Sunday evening..."Bidden or not bidden, God is present." Which is a good job really, 'cause even when we don't realise it, what would we do without Him holding us, and making us holy in His sight.
Tuesday 8 September 2009
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