threatens this critically endangered ape, forcing the normally
arboreal species to resort to unusual behavior – such as wading
periodically over the past several days. I don’t know that it will impact you in the ways that it has me, but I’m attaching the link so you can view it full size on your computer screen. When I do so, what I see is a remarkably humanoid creature whose facial expression ‘says so much.’
I initially keystroked a comment for today’s Editor’s Choice on Weds, the 13th, which is nine days prior to the date of the final entries in Still Faith-FULL It is time to make different choices as to how time will be spent that Kathy and I currently invest in seeking to insure that what I, or she, enter in one or another part of the ‘family’ of offerings that go out via Constant Contact and the website www.stillfaith-full.com.
I am editing my comments on the morning of the 26th, and in reviewing the paragraph above, I realize how much has changed between the 13th and now the morning of the 26th. I wrote the following message on that date:
I will stop blogging, at least through the vehicle of Still Faith-FULL. A check of the Constant Contact stats, indicates that an astounding-seeming 3,421 separate communications of differing types have been circulated since I first used their services on March 2, 2013. It has (hopefully obviously) been a labor of love on our parts, so I don’t wish in any way to imply that I am whining or regretting the time invested, but I do know that it is now time to use my and our time differently.
A few days later I received an e-mail from a gentleman in Mt. Vernon, OH, which is about 25 or so miles from Mansfield. He asked if I would consider being the ‘pulpit supply’ or ‘transitional’ pastor for Mt. Vernon First Presbyterian Church. Since that time, he and another elder from the congregation have visited us in our home, and this past Sunday a.m., Kathy and I were present for the Christmas Eve Sunday morning worship service.
The elder with whom I’d been in e-mail contact, and who along with another elder had visited Kathy and me in our home earlier in the week, was the individual who led worship and preached. We had a wonderful conversation in our home, and this layperson whose background is in a scientific field, was the worship leader and gave the sermon, doing a masterful job in both roles. But the attendance was sparse, which was made even more apparent in that the sanctuary is a beautiful and large facility.
So, once again, in ways that remain a ‘mystery’ to me no matter how many times I’ve experienced them in my life, there truly is a Spirit of God that moves in remarkable ways to let me know that while I may think or even believe ‘I’m in charge of my destiny,’ there are spiritual realities and forces far beyond my comprehension (even though stories of such appear again and again in Scripture), which remind me to avoid getting smug and content in my self-driven false sense of reality.