I am really tired. Really, really, very, extremely tired.

Just got a call about a funeral on Thursday; will have to see people about it tomorrow; so will not get my Monday off. And the thought of that is making me feel even more tired.

That is all.

The last groom I married was "Chris".

The groom I'm marrying tomorrow is "Greg".

Rewriting the service, I just told Word to replace all "Chris"s with "Greg"s.

Which means that while reading over it I found myself praying in the name of "Our Lord Jesus Gregt".

Good thing I caught that today and not during tomorrow's wedding!

I always struggle with this particular holiday.

I am madly happy that my family got to immigrate here; and aware that the life I have here (including those 15 years of uni at the government's expense) is a vast improvement on the life I would have had in Scotland; and I love this country, so yay, Australia!; but on the other hand there's the whole, ( Read more... )

So I have, in the past three hours, prepared FOUR services for Sunday the 1st. I will be taking services at two of my four churches, and those services have to be different because one congregation is having a baptism and the other isn't. (And in a fortnight the same thing will happen in reverse ( Read more... )

Okay, I've been surfing the net looking for places to buy women's clerical shirts; clerical blouses, I guess. And the whole thing is hilarious. One store, J and M Sewing Service, (clerical robes by appointment to Her Majesty!) has named all their shirts. So I could buy the 'Doris' or the 'Anne' or the 'Shirley' or the 'Beryl' - I laughed so much I ( Read more... )

Well, I'm not on my way to Canberra. Driving over to my mother's place to drop off a spare set of keys to my house I was almost blown off the road - a combination of very high winds and a very small car.

Things just got worse from there. Apparently we're having what the radio describes as a "once in a decade weather event". The high winds were ( Read more... )

So, the week before  my holiday the temperature hits 39 degrees. The week of my holiday, when I head down the beach, the state gets a month's worth of rainfall in two days.

Is God toying with me?

Holiday started weirdly when I realised that I don't actually know how to relax. Minor panic attacks about not having a to-do list. Things then improved, ( Read more... )

Sitting here writing the sermon for tomorrow and every time I try to write "Christian" it comes out "Christina". Who is this Christina and why does she insist on invading my sermon?