Sunday, October 01, 2006

 

Can't think of a title. Too tired

Preached on Michaelmas, as promised. Didn't go very well, and I was rather annoyed with it all. Afterwards, a number of people came to tell me how good it had been. Don't you hate that? Including Dorothy, my supervisor's wife, who telephoned specially.

Did some gardening. Brought down a cast iron gutter. *rse.

My parents have had a lovely time with Jo, as has she.


Comments:
question for you- would Dorothy usually call to compliment you on your preaching? If not it may have been better than you think....
 
No. I told Keith that I wasn't particularly happy with the sermon, and when Dorothy talked to him about it after the service, he suggested that she call. Which was very sweet.
 
... hey we all make a hash of sermons from time to time- even those of us who have been praeching for 15 years!

BUT I'm still guessing that Dorothy called for genuine reasons- must have said how much she'd have enjoyed/ been challenged by your sermon- I'm guessing also that Keith would know you wouldn't appreciate being patronised!
 
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