UPDATE: I wrote this last night, but had Internet problems.
Today has been a pretty good day, as far as Saturdays go around here. I was able to sleep in (woke up around 7:45) and took Zachary to breakfast at Bob Evans. Once a month I take one of the kids out for breakfast for a little one-on-one. We had a nice chat and he caught me up on all the things that are going on with his friends, teachers, school and the like.
This afternoon, Josh and I went to the Missouri vs. Kansas State game. It was going to be an ugly game. Two of our starters are (probably) out for the season. One for getting his face broken in a fight earlier this week (literally…He’s gone for four to six weeks). The other was arrested last night (I don’t know for what). The first half was what we were expecting. Mizzou had moments when they would get within a couple, but by halftime, they were down double digits. Then they started a comeback. Slow at first, but good solid defense won the day, and they ended up winning in the final seconds of the game.
After that I came home and decided to get started on the taxes. I don’t know if it happens to you, but as soon as I load up the program, everyone needs something right now. It can’t possibly wait until tomorrow. You see, I get a bit edgy when I’m working on finances and the like. I start to get short with the kids and with Carolyn. What has been a good day quickly took a turn for the worse.
We’ve been studying confession and absolution in Bible study lately. It’s a topic that everyone “knows all about,” but yet seem to never want to take advantage of. “I can go straight to God for forgiveness.” “It’s between me and God.” I’ve said it myself before, and know how hard it can be to confess my sins out loud.
Tomorrow we’ll hear the words of absolution from the pastor, as from God Himself. We’ll here the proclamation of the Gospel in the sermon. We’ll receive the very body and blood of Christ, given and shed for the forgiveness of our sins. These are all ways that we hear, feel and taste the love of God for us. But I also need to hear that forgiveness directed individually to me. Just as I need to hear Carolyn tell me that she loves me, I need to hear it from God Himself through His pastor.
I think I’ll give my CC a call. It’s been far too long.
