The young participants – along with their adult leaders – stayed Friday and Saturday nights at the church – this old codger went home both nights and came back next morning. The weekend consisted of training sessions about many confusing issues youth are facing every day. After most of these was a session of prayer with the individuals by their adult prayer leader.
The sessions were a comparative study of the lies of media, hedonism and materialism compared with the truth of the Bible. The sessions were awesome and also the results in the lives of the youth. The focus will now shift to the future discipleship training of the ones that will continue in these truths.
The last session ended in time for all to attend the Sunday AM service. Toward the end of the service I was feeling great spiritually but feeling very rough physically – not sure of the cause but it was either exhaustion or old age – or maybe I had just not totally recovered from my recent illness. I made it home and we had lunch. After lying around all PM, I missed evening church and just went to bed.
I crashed into bed feeling like tepid toad spit – not that I am an authority on amphibian saliva and the ramifications of the different temperatures thereof, that was just the worst thing I could think of at the moment. I awoke Monday morn feeling a bit kicked and walked on in body but better than the night before. After cranking the body in the usual ways, I decided to go outside to stir around a bit.
Not wanting to get into heavy labor, I took up the remaining tomato baskets left from when I pulled up the last of the plants a few days ago. I then de-brambled the tomato bed – the last one with these thorny interlopers showing. After I stirred and burned a few fire ant beds, I drove tree food spikes around some of my trees and bushes – these are hard fertilizer stakes meant for slow release.
Back inside, I felt better for having used the muscles a bit – certainly better than when I got up. At sundown I went for a walk and it served to clear out the remaining cobwebs of whatever was bothering me. The temps have certainly cooled off and I am glad. Whether I’m feeling bad or good, God is still good, all the time. ec