This morning, some email, more than a little prayer for the people in our church. I don't know everything that's going on with people, but God keeps prompting me to pray.
Lunch, preparation for the two lodge services in town. I expected to have a memorial service at each, turned out to be only the one. At the first (without the memorial service) some enjoyed it (or so they said afterwards), some fell asleep, and one talked loudly unintelligible words throughout.
For the second service, the one at which I was to lead a brief memorial, some of the people there, well, for them the grief was not just at the surface, but all over, crying throughout our brief time together. It's sometimes hard when you don't know the people there, all you see is their grief. The longer I do this calling of Pastor, the more I think the words "God be with you" are about the best thing I can offer someone in difficulty.
Psalm 23:6 (NIV)Surely goodness and love will follow me
all the days of my life,
and I will dwell in the house of the LORD
Now, I prepare for the home group I'll be leading tonight on James 2:14-26.
God be with you, whatever is going with you.