The Right Thing

24th Feb 2008
Its Sunday afternoon and I sit here at home resting between services, we have just had 2 packed out morning meetings and by the time I manage to leave for some lunch the Chinese were already beginning to arrive for the afternoon service. I know I only have a couple of hours before I get ready for the evening service. But once again the quality of my personal life will be determined by the decisions I make after I have finished writing this blog.

You see Cheryl has been away in Denmark all weekend and is due home tonight at the same time the evening meeting starts. Now when the lady wife goes away, I, like all good mannered men know they want the place as neat and tidy as when they left it. Now what do you think? I’m not a flippin’ angel of course it’s a mess!

Cheryl has taken our daughterwith her leaving me at home with the 2 boys. So we spent the weekend male bonding by entering the world only real men and the insane would dare to enter. This dangerous concoction involved mixing toxic resins in sand to see what would happen. Unfortunately apart from the vapors that make the house smell like a an ICI chemical plant I have fine gritty sand spreading itself slowly but surely all over the house. If preventative measures are not taken soon the sand will eventually find itself deeply nestled in the crevices of my underpants where for some yet unknown reason all sand will inevitably end up.

Oh the pain of making a decision! I could go for a short power nap, I could tidy up or I could prepare in deep prayer for this evenings service. But the question remains, what Is the right thing to do?