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Last Night I had a good time at the Rec. Center.

Now, I have to be honest. (Why is it that preacher's always tell you that they are being honest now...). I was a little apprehensive before because I did not know how much I would be able to do. Would my limitations get in the way of once I got on the floor? When I arrived, I found out that I did not have to worry about the weight room and the exercise room because we did not have that reserved. I did not venture into the pool (even though I could have as long as I stayed in the shallow end). That only left the gymnasium. When I arrived, I could do very little, so, I was worried.

After everyone else started to arrive, I loosened up a bit. I had a good time fellowshipping with the people there. I guess we ad 75 - 85 there. Considering how cold it was (about 8 degrees) I thought it was a good turnout. Over the night, I found myself doing more in the gym. At the beginning, as I said, I could do next to nothing. By the end of the night, I was running across the gym floor and shooting 3-pointers (I even made a few!!!) Overall, it was a good night.

I told my wife, "One night down, one more day to go." Today will be my first attempt at preaching since my stroke. I have preached some where in the vicinity of 600 sermons...this is the first one I am genuinely nervous about. Will I forget; will I fall; will I be able to preach like I did before? All these questions and more are running through my mind. I will update everyone after I preach today.

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