Today I finished setting up the basement / library / office / man cave. Well, whatever you want to call it, it is the one space in the house that I get to make mine…
That makes three rooms that we’ve opened all the boxes and moved completely in. Yes, we have a long way to go, but we finally feel like we’ve made progress! Living Room, check. Family Room, check. Library, check. Luckily June (my mother-in-law) has returned to help Carrie finish the move-in process because I’m heading out to a busy week.
Before brain surgery I didn’t think much about busy weeks and weekends, but after surgery it is a whole different story! Moving into the house wouldn’t have been a big deal before surgery, but post-op it felt monumental. I am leading all three worship services for the first time since my brain surgery…for my last (Farewell) Sunday at the Pontiac church. My last Sunday in a church would be an exhausting task anyway, but after brain surgery it feels daunting to lead worship, preaching, and greet and talk with people. Oh, and lest I forget, I volunteered for church camp and leave Sunday afternoon for a full week of being a chaplain. It will be a recharge and help me get back into the swing of being an active pastor…but holy cow it’s going to wear me out.
Don’t get me wrong. I’m excited for each and every thing that I’m doing. This is stuff I love to do! Oh- and I have plans for resting and taking care of myself, but surgery has sure changed the way I look at my days and weeks. Every room I unpack, sermon I preach, and kid I hang out with at camp feels like a huge accomplishment (and makes me happy).
It’s getting late and before too many sighs go up into cyberspace, I’ll sign off and go to bed.