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My second week in pain from a pinched nerve in my neck has cut a dent into the fun of summer vacation. I went to the doctor seeking stronger drugs on Monday. The drugs worked but made me incapable of driving. Also I was not really a clear thinker while under the influence of the drugs. And I have arthritis in my neck so I am going to go for physical therapy next week. But on Wednesday of this week after a week and a half of pain, and after the prayer group prayed over me on Tuesday night, I was starting to feel better. I made it through the day with only one Aleve.
We are having a six foot privacy fence installed on our side yard today. It should be big enough to keep out "alligators" or for that matter kangaroos (we don't have either of those beasts, but it helps to be prepared). Barring rain the fence should go up today.
We are attending a birthday celebration for an 80 year old priest on Saturday. He is the youngest 80 year old you would ever want to meet and the dearest friend. But here is my dilemma--besides a nice note and birthday card, is there anything that one gives an 80 year old priest? I had considered a donation to his favorite charity or a restaurant gift card. I just have no idea whether giving something would be appropriate and what that something should be. Ideas anyone?
On the ACTS retreats given at my church one of the talks on the weekend at every retreat weekend is forgiveness. We have been giving those retreats for 7 years, twice a year each for men and women. Some people have been on teams for those retreats 6 or 8 times and heard varities of forgiveness talks that would range from forgiving murder and rape to forgiving one's parent or spouse for something. But in actual practice, I am thinking that most people are forgiveness challenged. I know that I am from time to time, but I also know that I am called to forgive. Full stop, forgive.
I finished Elizabeth George's novel This Body of Death while I was down with the neck/back pain. I love a good British murder mystery. I started with Agatha Christie while I was in high school and she was still alive. I am told to read Mrs. Pollafax and if I had one of those I would read. Maybe I need to hit the library next week.
The year of the priest ends this weekend I think. We all need to pray for our priests. They have a large responsibility and a difficult job. They need strength and protection from temptations as they continue to lead their faith communities.
In my imagination I picture St. Peter at the gate of Heaven with a clipboard greeting me after this life. On the clipboard would be the list of all my sins and questionable activities. Answering St. Peter's questions about those numerous things would be Purgatory to me. I had written a funny (questionably funny) post about that imaginary event for the Boring Posts tomorrow, but have changed it to a purse report. Proving that once off drugs I have a lot more sense.