Easter Friday

A much more normal-ish day. Intercessions and Morning Prayer in our domestic oratory. Tea, breakfast, crossword, Facebook cruising, task planning, physical therapy exercises, shower.
Made some substantive progress via an email exchange toward the planning of November’s annual clergy conference.
Battened down a couple of loose ends with respect to Lambeth Conference registration. Carefully read the Archbishop of Canterbury’s letter to the active bishops of the Anglican Communion.
Focused on helping a parish in transition more productively into its time of pastoral interregnum.
Took a phone call from one of our parish clergy.
Lunched on leftovers.
Spent a big chunk of quality time with commentaries on Romans 8, in preparation for preaching at St Michael’s, O’Fallon on Pentecost.
Walked a few blocks to a first appointment with a new psychotherapist. I am very relieved to say that I think it will be quite a good fit.
Out to an early Chinese dinner with Brenda and Jordan and Angela and Hattie. It is an indescribably joy to have an everyday relationship with a grandchild.
Evening Prayer with Brenda.
Did my sermon prep planning for the three summer months. This involves looking at old material to see what can be reworked and what Sundays I need to come up with something from scratch. It’s always quite a mixed bag.