Thursday

Wrote the last of my lectionary meditations for Forward Movement. This has actually been rather fun. Having the constraint of 220 words forces on to be creative.
Took my developed notes for an Advent III homily at St John’s, Centralia to the “rough draft” stage.
Lunched on my son’s cooking–pork cooked in some sort of high-pressure device with a French name. It was superb.
Took my daily constitutional, this time through nearby Rose Hill Cemetery. I used to enjoy walking through cemeteries when I lived in California and Indiana. They are at the same time calming, sobering, and interesting.
Moved the ball downfield toward planning the clergy pre-Lenten retreat.
Reviewed and annotated the draft minutes submitted by the secretary of last month’s annual diocesan synod.
Wrote an Ad Clerum about a small but significant liturgical issue.
Attended to some personal financial chores.
Took my wife and daughter to an early dinner at a nearby Indian restaurant.
Packed and hit the road southbound at 7:15pm. Arrived at the diocesan center for the night right at 10:45. I’ve got this drive down to a science.