I had a great trip to Nebraska last week. I had a good time re-connecting with my old friends after 20 years, but the bigger story was my ability to drive all the way home and back and not be horribly tired afterward. I had a good time with 2 of my brothers and my nephew and nieces, too. Overall it was a GREAT weekend. I stumbled a little Saturday getting off the float. (I thought it would stop and I could get to my truck, but they were planning on going back to where the parade started, so I had to jump off the float and walk back to my truck).
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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