After reading my blog post from yesterday (i.e. me complaining about my wait at the VA), someone made a very simple and yet profound statement to another person about me. The comment was, "Listen to the dead guy complaining about the wait at the VA". I do have to remember that the worst wait is just an inconvenience; it is small in comparison to the alternative - DEAD. Thanks for putting up with me whining about my wait and please don't hesitate to remind me to be thankful for all the blessings that I have...this winter, although it is seemingly endless, is just a nuisance; the car-line at school, even though some people don't know how to drive, are just irritations. In truth, anything above ground is very good. Thank you, God, for every day that I am alive.
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,