I just mentioned today’s sermon on BlueSky, so I’d better blog and post it in the unlikely event that someone comes looking.
Morning run felt fine, but was half a minute slower than yesterday’s in continuing proof that I have no body-awareness worth noting. It still erased a slower time on my rolling average, so the five-day average keeps dwindling (though that’s got to stop soon, probably tomorrow).
I had both the 8:00 at St Helen’s and the 11:15 at St Nicolas’s, and the homily went down all right both times.The experience did drive home the extent to which all the different conversations and rites in the parish preclude my settling in and becoming fluently comfortable with any one of them. There are bits of each that draw on muscle- and cognitive-memory, but they’re interrupted by deviations that I can’t settle into anticipating since I only lead this or that service once every three weeks or so. Ah, well, all were well, all were blessed, and several people commented appreciatively. I’ll attach it below the fold, so that a casual blog-visitor doesn’t have to encounter the existence of sermons with their unguarded eyes.
