Sunday, January 12, 2014
Baptism of Jesus
All right, here we go.
Nothing so stimulating as getting up to write the sermon at seven in the morning -- that would be, SUNDAY morning. Just a little more of the Evel Knievel atmosphere about this than I quite like, but it's done, it'll preach...
And I've responded to that by concocting the ham/onion/jalapeno two-egg omelette, with home-made tomato ketchup on the side, and 1.5 home-made lattes, and a palmful of rattly pills -- time to find a clean black shirt and be gone.
No printer in this house -- at least, no printer that is on speaking terms with the laptop -- so the sermon is in longhand scribbles for a change.
Away we go. Weather not too fierce for once. Church, and a brief meeting, and then home and another clutter-clearing task for the afternoon, I think.
Green lights, everybody.