Rainy days and Mondays...

Someone forgot to tell Mother Nature to turn off the faucet. Rain, rain, and more rain. Drizzling down the back of necks; running in rivulets down the road; creating tiny mudslides in our still grassless yard. With a high temp today in the mid 40's, this made for a gloomy, chilly day.

It was great to be able to work out of the home office, which is my norm for Mondays-- liturgy planning, my first glimpse at the upcoming scriptures for next Sunday, catching up on phone calls and correspondence, etc.

The only time I set foot outdoors was to join the normal Monday lunch group from St. Alban's at the bowling alley (which also serves a decent menu). The talk was largely grounded in some satisfaction that they had been successful in their craft booth efforts at the fair over the weekend-- not only in earning a bit of money for the church, but simply in being able to work together to pull it off successfully, and to introduce the church to many folks who did not know we exist here in town. A little fundraising, a little fellowship, a little evangelism... they needed all of this, and they were justifiably pleased at the result.

I am proud of them, too.