This is just a personal update. I have a half-dozen little things I haven’t shared. First off, I am very much liking staying at home and I am finding ways to keep myself busy. Not only do I have all of you and my blog, but I’ve also taken up selling Avon.
On top of that my blog brought me a client who wanted to hire me for some writing based on my local access to businesses here in Friday Harbor. He has signed me up to complete three articles with an option (providing he likes my work and the quality is consistent) for several more. I have completed one article and hope to get the other two done on Monday and Tuesday.
In light of the events outlined in the two paragraphs above, I have purchased business cards. On one side of the card my Avon info is displayed. On the other side of the card it reads “freelance writer”. Since Thom says business cards are a total waste and he keeps them only long enough to get the info on them into his cell phone, I made certain to order green business cards. I don’t want my business cards adding to the planet’s problems. I do, however, want business cards so my prospective customers and clients have the information available to put into their cell phones!
We’ve been here all this time and never even plugged in our TV set. Today Amoeba decided to watch a baseball game so we hooked everything up and … no reception. The satellite guy will be here in Wednesday to check things out.
Easter Sunrise service this morning was held in a farmer’s field overlooking beautiful Griffin Bay. The service was short, but meaningful. Amoeba played the trumpet as we sang the morning hymns. Afterward we returned to church and had breakfast, then we visited for a bit and I met some more people. The Easter Morning church service was an expansion of the Sunrise Service and included Communion.
As we took the bread and wine I heard the little girl in the pew behind me urgently whisper, “Lisa! Lisa! He said this is God’s body!” Lisa, an adult, answered, “Yes. Jesus.” The child exclaimed, “I’m supposed to eat this!?” Then I heard Lisa whispering, but couldn’t make out her words. The young lady, however, answered clearly, “Oh. Okay. That’s a relief!”
The fact that Christ died to pay for my sins is a tremendous relief. There is no way I could ever be worthy of God’s love under my own power. Christ has died. Christ is risen. Christ will come again.
Amen & Happy Easter!