the MOG is, as we speak, in North Carolina. Well, as far as I know, anyway. Not that I think he lies about where he is… more that those little states are tricky and sometimes when you walk across the street to get a Coke, you find out you’re in Kentucky or something. So, he is likely in North Carolina.
The Radiants will join him on Friday, but the host church flew him up early to give him time to pray at the Mystical Rock of Wonders… actually, it’s this giant rock where the Moravians prayed for like, a hundred years. He went there 10 years ago and so he is really excited in a monkish-calm sort of way about going back. So anyways, he’s there alone till Friday, when the band, sans me, flies in and ministers over the weekend. All the services will be webstreamed and I’ll put the links up on here when I get them.
I don’t normally advertise his absences, but he already put it all over the interwebs, so what the heck. I’m sure it’s going to be awesome ministry.
In other news, after staying up late packing trash (Richy and Han) and then driving early to get more trash tags (Han) and then packing up more trash and dragging it way, way out to the curb (me), the trash guys decided to take it easy and have not yet arrived. Normally, they’re here at like 7 am Wednesdays. Ah, cest la vie….
I have to go pick up the Elder Son from school now, as his bus has not kicked in yet… I forgot today was early release and I was having a nice leisurely blog…. ah, well.