I guess it was the first time I had been "caught" this week at my office. I was in my Office Administrators office when I simply wiped my mouth. She said, quite astonished, "Are you drooling?" I answered, a little sheepishly "Yes". The truth is I have had about one or two times a week of drooling. The nearest I can tell, it is because my muscles in my mouth are not fully recovered and strengthened from the stroke and sometimes it allows drool to leak out. I have gotten used to it, but, like I said, I got caught the other day. It is something I will have to live with until my mouth is strengthened, maybe for the rest of my life. It is not a big deal...it is just a little bit and I simply wipe my mouth. What brought it to my attention today is that I had to wipe my mouth while I was preaching today. I told my wife that I might have to start carrying a handkerchief with me...
A few years ago I was presented with the opportunity to come back to Stratford, Iowa, to First Baptist church, as their pastor; for those of you who have followed this blog for some time, FBC in Stratford was my first pastorate. Let's just say I prayed about it as I was jumping at the opportunity. The church has a parsonage, so I could live there and not have to worry about a houe payment; and I needed to slow down, and this was a part time position (which, as a side note, allowed for me to get a greater disability from the VA than when I was working full time with St. Croix Hospice...) We love Stratford, and absolutely love the church; the people are wonderful and accepted us, again, with open arms. This was, for me, the perfect position: I get to pastor a church I LOVE, I get to do life with people I LOVE, and I have already had the opportunity to do weddings and baptism services for kids (adults now) that I have known their entire lives. IT IS GREAT. The longer I have been here,
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