Well, a Happy Monday to all.
HEAVY storms here yesterday and throughout the night. Brought the temperature down, but also felled a lot of trees, which led in turn to quite a few power outages, some still not repaired. It also led to flooded streets, and a substantial portion of local Interstate Highway. I had to run an errand for Wife a short while ago, which takes me through an area of a major interchange/exit from the nation's primary east-west Interstate highway (I-80). Entrance to one of the adjoining truck stops is flooded, looks to be about 7 or 8 inches of standing water. Light rain there also, so that number might grow.
Out of politeness, I won't voice my assessment of the state and local highway departments.
Wife is suffering with an infected tooth, has a BIG black spot on it. In real pain, and has been all weekend. We haven't been able to get into a dentist's office for over a year and a half, in large part a result of changing and largely unhelpful insurance coverages, and complicated by lack of funds. It happens. She was on the phone this morning trying to arrange an appointment. One was available at noon today, but we're pretty broke until tomorrow. So they're checking and supposedly will advise. I had still the $7.29 to go to a local pharmacy and pick up a toothache kit, primarily clove oil under a fancier name, and it's helping with the pain but not the infection of course. Just another day.
There had been a big airshow nearby going on Saturday and yesterday out of the nearby Air Force Reserve base. But yesterday's event had to be cancelled due to the heavy storms, which was necessary but a disappointment to many. We would have liked to go (ok, primarily she) but she wasn't up to it anyway, and she doesn't deal well with crowds of strangers. So probably just as well.
The passage in the Old Testament for us is chapters 9, 10, and 11 of the book of Nehemiah.
Yes, it's full of odd names and family lineages strange to us, far away, and long ago. Again, those were people as real as you and I, struggling to recreate a nation that had been shattered by sin, warfare, captivity, and constant opposition. But they felt that it was worth it, that they must commit to following the Lord and His commands, no matter what. No matter how difficult, no matter how odd, no matter whether it made sense or not, no matter what others might say or think. Perhaps the realization that their ancestors had been disobedient (to say the least) leading to untold misery and loss, had some bearing on that. I know that I have never seen an assembly of American Christians standing in the hot sun, in sackcloth, confessing their sins and the iniquities of our fathers. Ever. And certainly not in a mass assembly.
Note as well that every one had a role.
The New Testament reading is verses 1-22 in chapter 4 of the Acts of the Apostles.
For those who somehow believe that the life of a believer is an easy one, think again. I assure you, the spread of the Gospel was not because they evangelists were invited there. Anything but, and that pattern still holds. Indeed, the Gospel is spreading widely in some areas quite hostile to it, while dying out in areas not so opposed. Like America, Canada, Britain, etc.