What Day Is It?

What a whirlwind of a week.  After arriving home last Sunday from our meetings in Geneva, I was anticipating a day of rest and recovery.  Instead, I woke up the next morning with a congested chest, a fever, and a foggy head.  There may have been some jet lag in there as well.  And that was most of my week.  Not really knowing what day it was.  

In the middle of it all,  I knew I was scheduled to speak 3 times in the upcoming weekend.  So, I worked hard to get better, prepare to speak, and try not to give my illness to the rest of the family.   I made it through the weekend with a very scratchy and funny sounding voice….and am thankful that we had some great services at Richwoods Christian Church in Peoria Saturday and Sunday.  My topic was what I have learned about Hope from working with Refugees.  It also provided an opportunity to share the work of IAFR.

My wife and I are off to Milwaukee later this morning, where we will be sharing with a house group this evening.  We are looking forward to it.  By the way, it’s Monday, right?