Long day... must... get... sleep...

What a very odd thing - instead of going in to Moorhead for Concordia's homecoming game and my class reunion, I spent the day in Jamestown for the Jimmies' homecoming instead. What can I say? I had a better offer. My clerical chums Sarah and Lucinda were planning on making the trip (Cinda's an alum), and I was invited to tag along. Since watching football is much more interesting when you're with friends, regardless of who's playing, I was glad for the invite.

Meanwhile over at the Reformed church, Paul Peterson was in need of a video projector for tomorrow morning. We'd worked out an agreement for him to borrow First Lutheran's new projector, but he needed help setting it up. After some crossed wires (I thought the presentation was at his rural church, which took me nigh unto two hours to locate in the dark), when in fact I only needed to bring it to First Reformed, about four blocks from my house. *sigh* So it goes sometimes.

I know it's bad, but I've got plenty of work left to do on my sermon, and no energy left in my bod. Not even my good friend Mr. Coca-Cola is proving much help to me right now. But the Word must be proclaimed, and I'll be up after a few hours of restful peace gathering my thoughts and putting them down for preaching.

Look for my reflections on next week's texts Monday morning on Preacher's Corner. I don't plan on being in this position again if I can avoid it, and Preacher's Corner will help me get my thoughts together before Saturday night. ;)

Back at the computer in five hours...but don't expect another post until the sermon's finished.