These thoughts shooting across the grey matter, jotted down before they dissipate in the night air.
• The Maiden took off for the weekend to stay with a Christian couple we're close to. She'll be back Sunday with them.
• That popular movie service has come our way, and The Maiden figured up it would be cheaper signing up for it than renting DVDs as we've done until now. So we're doing the month's free trial. I've yet to watch anything, but they've watched several. I think Jane Eyre was the first.
• We talked to The Grand Grandbaby and her parents last night. She kept looking behind the monitor for us.
• No Christian meetings of any kind tomorrow (Sat.), for a change. I'll use it to prepare for Bible school lessons. And store up sleep for the hour we'll lose tomorrow night when the time changes. Let's see, we go on DST here, I think it is, to lose an hour.
• Remember the story of the impatient kid who helped the butterfly break out of the chrysalis, only to leave it crippled? We can be like that in sowing the seed of the gospel, too. We want, but want so badly, for people to obey the Word, to take on responsibility in the body of Christ, that we might harm them if we help the process along too much. Overeager to make it happen, we can damage people spiritually. Balance!