October 20, 2013
| Saturday’s High | 69 | ||
| Saturday’s Low | 37 | ||
| Days in Las Cruces | 118 | ||
| Steps/Miles walked Saturday | 11,162 | 5.6 | |
| Steps/Miles walked | 937,160 | 468.6 |
Once again, not a lot to report regarding Saturday.
We held the monthly MVGay Mens Group Pot Luck here at Trails West. We began about 4:40 and there were people here, at first in the picnic area and then as it got colder, at our home.
Scott grilled hamburgers, and others brought various goodies. It was a little more sparsely attended than normal, as yesterday was a little cooler than anticipated, and there was a competing event (that we didn’t know about or we’d have moved it!)
Daily Gratitude
As I said yesterday, Scott and I joined MCC Omaha during the summer of 1996. Scott grew up Southern Baptist, and had done time as an Assembly of God (until being kicked out). And I, of course, grew up Roman Catholic. We agreed that neither of us would enjoy the other’s denomination.
MCC churches around the world are a bit unique (for several reasons) in that you never know what the worship style will be when you walk into one! In those days, MCC Omaha had a distinctly catholic flavor, yet with enough variance that Scott didn’t feel uncomfortable. I admit, I spent the first 3 months sitting in my pew, refusing to go to communion because it was not done “properly” from a Roman Catholic perspective! I now have a significantly different opinion of that, but I’ll keep it to myself so as not to offend my Roman Catholic friends and readers. See, I CAN be tactful.
I suppose, had it not been for MCC Omaha, over the months and years following my departure from the seminary, it is quite possible, even probable, that we would not have gone to any church, and as a result, my faith would have diminished perhaps completely.
I am so very gratefull today for MCC Omaha. It has played a pivotal role in my life for the past 17 years, sustaining me in faith, and in love, through some of the best years of my life, as well as some of the dreariest.
Prayer Intention
“O Lord, our Lord, how majestic is your name in all the earth! You have set your glory above the heavens.” — Psalm 8:1
This week’s prayer intention, once again drawn from my tiles, is “Mountain Highs”. Hmmm.
A couple weeks back, my intention was Mountain LOWS… those times in our lives when things seem dreariest. Often I turn to God when things look bleak. How often do I turn to God, when things are looking up?
And the truth is, even today, with no job, and no prospect for one (haven’t seen todays want-ads, though) it is still easy to think of “Mountain Highs”. All I have to do is look at the glory of God’s Creation about me, look at the beautiful man sitting next me, and at the calming, precious little fur-lives curled between us to know God’s glory!
I love looking at the stars at night; last night’s nearly full moon; the spill of the Milky Way arching its way overhead, and how can one not tune into God’s Glory. These sights, as well as those in the previous paragraph, never cease to swell my heart to near breaking.
I cry at the drop of a hat, it seems, and so often it isn’t the sad that induces tears, but instead the direct experience of the love of God!
Mountain Highs indeed!
On The Road II 