Shell Island Sunday

What am I thinking now — Sunday morning, warm and humid out, 73F 99% according to my iPhone, water temperature of the Gulf of Mexico not an encouraging sign for hurricane season:

Shell Island Sunday for Holy Nativity church, lots of folks at the beach, not many back in the church building with me. Eight o’clock “said” service, 9:15 Sunday School. 10:30 Eucharist and I can’t compete with white sand, splashy salt water, and fried chicken, but will have pink cupcakes in case any children come. And what for Sunday School? First Kings, Ahab murdering Naboth to steal his vineyard and hearing the condemnation of Elijah. Galatians - - our lectionary for Year C has us taking several Sundays to read through Paul’s letter to the Galatians, with whom he is angry and disgusted. 

And in Luke 7:36 - 8:3, Jesus having supper at the home of a righteous man gets his feet washed with a woman’s tears, dried with her hair, and rubbed with anointment from an alabaster jar. A sinner, her presence offends the righteous company at table that night, only to have Jesus overturn the table of the righteous.

Wish for today: fair weather for Shell Island Sunday and no sunburns.

DThos+