Saturday before Isaac

Hurricane Isaac has its eye on us. My tracking maps update every three hours, and the projected landfall point keeps jiggling east and west, currently into our neighborhood Wednesday, August 29 about 2 a.m. with 90 mph winds. Anything can happen between now and then, but it bears watching, and clearing the yard of potential flying objects.

Coffee, black with a couple twists of the pepper mill, fragrant.

Tomorrow, Sunday morning, will be special. Guest preacher is Holy Nativity parishioner Jane Burkett, who is studying at Nashotah House Theological Seminary in Wisconsin. One of my relatives went to seminary there and in fact is buried in the cemetery there. Jane found his grave for me a couple years ago. Looking forward to welcoming Jane home and to our pulpit. 

Our new kitchen is finished sufficiently that coffee will be made there instead of across the street in the office/parish house. The entire space is air-conditioned now, and cushions are on the window bench seats in the corridor leading to Kids Kingdom. Lots of finishing touches going on.

Great hymns tomorrow. “Ye Holy Angels Bright” for openers. “Gloria, Gloria, Gloria” for our Praise Song. “How Lovely Is Thy Dwelling Place” responds to the 1 Kings lesson about Solomon bringing the Ark of the Covenant into the Temple and welcomes the Gospel reading. “Alleluia, Sing To Jesus” (tune Hyfrydol) with the verse, “Alleluia, Bread of Heaven” closing out our five-week series of Gospel readings from John chapter 6. We’ve eased back into the prayerbook for Prayers of the People and Eucharistic Prayer, but still the Nicene Creed sans filioque. 

Ignoring political nonsense this morning.

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