It takes me quite awhile to recuperate from activities; I have been going non-stop for a few weeks and I was surprised to find that I was getting unusually tired easily. I told my wife that I slept better last night than I had in several weeks, but I was really tired by 2 this afternoon. It was really strange, until I really gave serious thought to the last couple weeks. When I take a serious look at the recent past, it is no wonder that I am tired; I just should not be surprised by it. It is just taking me some time to remember my limitations. Sometime I am confident that I will think about the effects BEFORE I undertake activities, rather than looking back and THEN saying, "Oops, maybe I did too much." Oh the learning that never seems to end; coming to grips with my new restrictions.
It has been nearly 6 years since I have updated this blog; my apologies. For those that had been following for some time, since I last posted: I stepped down as Senior Pastor at New Covenant church in Knoxville, I moved to Ankeny, Iowa, started a new ministry with St. Croix hospice as Chaplain. I was chaplain with St. Croix for about 4 1/2 years, then in 2020 I moved back to Stratford to pastor First Baptist church. It was a big change going from chaplain work back to the pastorate. I must confess, when I first came (back) to Stratford I was ready to pastor again! I love preaching; I love the ministry of being a pastor, and I love interacting with people long-term. (Being a chaplain is great, but you only interact with a family for a week or so, for some a little longer, but there was a constant upheaval of people and it was exhausting at times...) But, one thing that I have noticed since my stroke is that I get my feeling hurt easily. For instance, people leave the church all the tim