There has been a definitive halt in our bathroom. All it needs is cabinet doors, but they apparently aren’t ready yet. Somewhat frustrating, but we could’t be happier with the results.
I need to shower and eat lunch and do some work and go to the bank. I’m just starring blankly at the screen, unfocused and doing a Texas two-step with priorities.
Churches are the place where clear (read honest) communication goes to die. Perhaps for fear of not sounding as if we are “speaking in love” or fear of confrontation. Less committees and meetings and discussions and PowerPoint presentations and talk and more talk and sessions and talk and more action.
Focus time … perhaps Sonya will write …