As Memorial Day passes and stories of wounded and dead soldiers from the last ten years are shared, I am praying for the end of war in Afghanistan and wonder if the cost in lives is worth whatever was gained. I am thankful for all the soldiers, like my father who received a Purple Heart in WWII, who are willing to sacrifice their lives for a greater cause. It reminds me of Christ's sacrifice and love for us.
The last few days have been very restful. I've gotten two rounds of golf in and shot +7 and +8. I'll be running in a 5K race this Saturday hoping to break 20 minutes but so far my training times have been about 21:30 so I've got some work to do. I have finished two books Outliers by Malcolm Gladwell and The Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins. I recommend them both especially the Gladwell book which leaves one with a lot to think about.
On Sunday, Tami and I worshipped at St. Barnabas' Church in Annandale. I served as the assistant rector at St. B's for three years before coming to St. Dunstan's. It was wonderful for us to see some dear friends we hadn't seen for a long time and it was wonderful worshipping with Tami.
Plans for my time in Tanzania continue to develop. I am scheduled to have dinner with the Bishop and his wife my first night there. Then there will be a three day orientation to get me used to my surroundings and the diocese. I was sent the lectionary readings for the four Sundays I will be preaching while in the diocese. Apparently American Idol and Simpsons sermon references have no meaning in Tanzania so I could be in big trouble!!
Peace be with you.