on the move

Another day when it's a case of hitting the ground running.

There's the soup to be made at its start, of course - and I'm careful today to take my keys with me when I go outside with the peelings. I've learned from last week and the memory is still very fresh.

Then along to the school where this morning I get to lead a whole-school assembly. That's a lot of children all in one hall. And it's a big age-span, too: P1s and P7s are a whole world apart in all sorts of ways. But it's good to see them all there and I'm able to carry on the theme for the month - forgiveness - in a way which I hope is practical and intelligible.

There's a lot of preparation I must do. Six separate services each requiring careful preparation (3 funeral services, 2 Sunday services, and the midweek service tomorrow) - and that's before I ever get round to thinking about the SU group on Thursday.

None of them simply happen! I'm dependent on the Holy Spirit, for sure: but I'm called to work alongside the Holy Spirit - and that means doing the work. Which in this sort of situation translates as thorough preparation. He's at work, so I'm at work, and together we'll see the task done.

So I try to make some time today to do such preparation.

There are interruptions, of course. Other things requiring my attention. People who are needing to discuss some urgent matters and to get some issues clear.

Douglas is in for his lunch, and there's time for prayer with him. He's encouraged by what's now going on down the road at Holy Cross. They've a website up and running now, a symbol of the progress that there's been. There's a sense of all sorts of things now coming together in a way that hasn't been true for years.

It's the same here, too. There's a sense of there being those silent 'rumblings' as the Lord begins to move: you have to have your ear right close to the ground to hear these gentle 'rumblings', for sure - but they're there!

The Lion has risen and is trampling through the undergrowth today!

There are folk to be seen as always, of course. And calls to be made. And e-mails to write. And deadlines to meet. And admin to do. And a lot of organising still to do, related to all sorts of things the coming days will bring.

I could happily use a 48 hour day, and still be looking for more of that wonderful commodity called time. But, like everyone else, I only ever get a 24 hour day!

I have to use it wisely, fully, well. I only get it once!