Thursday is my day off, since weekends and Sundays are fast-paced and not offable for this guy. Today turned off cold. So I’m piddling around the house.

I finally got back to taking off hmm, end of May or beginning of June. Haven’t missed one since I started, no work at all on Thursdays so far, I don’t even go to the office. A couple of times the family has gone bowling. We’ll probably get together with friends Anibal and Ana Paula today, we enjoy their company.

Copyright (c) J. Randal Matheny

So much to do, so little time to do it,
Reports to write, and many emails to answer;
A class to teach, a sermon to write and through it
To touch a soul and cure a sinner’s cancer;
A prayer to raise to God, a cry for mercy,
A Text to take to heart, apply sincerely;
A truth to find amidst the controversy,
In all of this, to see the Savior clearly.

Barely was my devotional done this morning (at least, that got done), Maria came to clean … and chat. Then arrived the owner of this space which is The Snuggery to discuss the renovation to start the 15th. He’d not yet left when Wilson came by. Was good, we had time to chat, which we’d not had in a while. By then it was past noon. And me no further on my lecture manuscripts.

One urgent email here, a phone call there. And it’s 6 p.m., and I can’t tell you where the afternoon went. (I did get over to Sucomania (the juice joint) and invite Marcio to our Bible read at the office here tonight.)

I can tell you Leila will probably be coming home with a dog.

Notice received today that our front gate will be closed for 10 days for reforms. So we’ll have to go around to the back gate. A couple extra minutes, no sweat. But 10 days? It ought to look good after that period of time.

The community administration chose July, apparently, since it’s a vacation month here for schools.

A forwarded story contained this line:

“Those were the times when many missionaries served for life and died in the countries to which they were called to labor!”

Apparently, the author thinks those times have passed.

Am I a dinosaur left over from the ice age?

What does this say about the state of missons today?

Somber thoughts this sunny morning …

Last year, after our USA trip, I spent two weeks crying my eyes out … from allergies to, I suppose, dust or other pollutants in the air. Most likely mildew. This year, no problem. I went for almost two weeks with clear eyes. Until recently. Now I’m getting it. May be from using some old books, or pulling sweaters out of the drawer for cold weather use. Hard to say. And hard to see. 🙂

“If you here stop, and ask yourselves, why you are not as pious as the primitive Christians were, your own heart will tell you, that it is neither through ignorance nor through inability, but purely because you never thoroughly intended it.”
–William Law (1686-1761), A Serious Call to a Devout and Holy Life, c. II (1728)

We have more resources than they did. Life is easier than theirs was. We have the complete New Testament for our guidance. The Bible is widely available. Persecution occurs in some places, but many of us are free from it.

So if we are not as dedicated as they, if the church doesn’t grow today as it did then, if God doesn’t do great things through us as he did through them, only one explanation suffices: the fault lies within ourselves.

This, then, calls not for self-pity, but repentance.