Yesterday I posted that it was the 4 month anniversary of the date the hospital recognized I was having a stroke. Today is the 4 month anniversary of the date of my surgery. I must admit that I am feeling a little down today. I think, of course I don't know, but I think that it is a "crash" after a sugar high. I had a little pack of "m-n-m's" with penuts. It is not a big deal, but the Dr. did say that I can have some symptoms similar to diabetics. So, I don't know whether I feel down because of a real situation, or because of a sugar crash. Overall, I feel pretty good physically, but I do have a tendency to "Swing" a little emotionally.
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,