This is the first weekend of retirement. For almost four decades I have lived, working weekends, forgetting what a “weekend” was although I heard of them regularly. I’m told by others, ahead of me in this journey, that it will take about six months to become used to this rhythm of life.
What to do tomorrow? I could visit the Quakers? I could visit my Egyptian Coptic friends at Saint Mary and Saint Roulis? I could spend time at “Bed-springs Baptist” as a friend put it long ago when he slept in on Sundays. I want to systematically visit the churches in the Memphis Christian Pastors Network and see what I can learn. Exciting possibilities and I thank God and the Church Pension Group for making it possible.
Pray for me as I pray for you. In hope, in spite of the facts.