One of Those Days...

Sometimes it just doesn't seem like there are enough hours in the day. Time slips by, the to-do list gets longer, nothing seems to get finished, and I go to bed with a lot on my mind. Today was not one of those days. Somehow it seemed like there where some extra hours tacked on to my day. I accomplished a lot of things and it looks I will get to bed earlier than any night this weekend. Here is a rundown of the action:

-Brought my supervisor up to speed after him being gone for two weeks
-Attended the adult Bible study and I helped lead the preschool chapel
-Composed the prayer of confession for Sunday
-Proofread the entire Annual Report (FYI, high school is not capitalized unless it is part of a name)
-Wrote and sent an important planning email
-Cleared my desk (for some reason I always end up with several open Bibles amongst the paperwork)
-Sat by the pool and read a book that was not about theology
-Washed my pickup truck
-Went to Target
-Washed a load of laundry
-Deposited two checks
-Listened to the Twins lose, but at least the bullpen looked good

If I could just have 364 more days like this every year, I would be a superstar.

Jesus is with Me!!...??

Today I bought a new jar of grape jelly. I opened it in order to make a tasty, toasted, peanut butter and jelly sandwich. I set the lid on the counter and when I looked down, I saw the face of Jesus!! I am not making this up and I did not paint the jelly on the lid!! It was just like this when I opened the jar. It may be hard for some of you to recognize this as Jesus' face, but I knew it was him right away. It's hard to mistake that goofy smile of his. It's good to know that He is always smiling on me. If anyone wants Jesus to smile on them from my jar of Smuckers, I may be willing to sell it on ebay.


**While this is a true story, this post may contain sarcasm or sarcasm products.**

Foo Fighters Sesame Street Song

On the way home from church I was listening to the local top 40 pop station. (98.7 or thereabouts just about everywhere in the country.) They were playing "Pretender" by the Foo Fighters. The chorus got stuck in my head and I was singing it internally while I was biking. It goes like this: "What if I say I'm not like the others? What if I say I'm not just another one...of your plays?" In my head though, it got crossed with an old Sesame Street song and sounded like this: "One of these things is not like the others. One of these things is not just another...one..."