Sometimes you just miss the mark.

I missed the mark this weekend with my sermon. For some reason, even though I worked on it all week, it had a “rushed” quality to it. I re-read last night and I just didn’t like it. I could have done better. And after reading this coming week’s readings, I pray the Holy Spirit is getting ready to pound some great inspiration into my brain…

It was nice to have Pastor Leroy Leach of Holy Trinity in Yonkers yesterday in attendance at our worship service. Afterwards, we spent some time talking and discussing various issues. We have to do this more often since we don’t really live that far away from one another (about 17 miles and one George Washington Bridge ride).

Late yesterday, I started outlining our September newsletter. It will be out next weekend in church; in the mail on next Tuesday for those who do not show up for service this weekend, which is a non-communion service, by the way.

And finally, yesterday provided me some time to write in my journal for the first time in a LONG while. When you have to dust off a journal, it has been too long. What I try to do is focus my entries on specific topics, not on a generic “how was my day” post. My topic: why do I worry about everything?

One day, I’ll post that entry here (where I get the opportunity to type it up).