Happy Saturday to all.
Quiet around here so far.
Wife's brother-in-law has his company summer picnic today. They're having it up in a pretty area up near Lake Erie, somewhere between Geneva and Geneva-on-the-Lake. And the company does a nice thing, he's allowed to take his wife and their kids (one about 36 and one about 31) and THEIR spouses and kids. So they all went. Wife's nephew and his wife and kids went up yesterday afternoon and are camping there last night and tonight. Fun for the kids and all. Of course, that meant that I was "volunteered" to go feed their dog, which I just did. And to let next-door niece's dog out on his lead, which I also just did.
Whee. And, I've just been "volunteered" to go next door with Wife to assist in some further effort in furtherance of this Great Event.
Tomorrow morning, it appears that I'll be missing normal church services. The Great-Niece was allowed to attend the vacation Bible School at a nearby church, probably about her first experience in a church or to have heard the "Jesus Loves Me' songs and messages. The "end-of-Bible School program" that many of us have gone through many times is in the morning. Her mom and dad, Niece and her husband, are "too busy" to attend. So she couldn't go either. I've been "volunteered" to be the stand-in for them, so that she can go and can have a family member there to encourage her. So I'll be doing that instead. I confess that while I am glad to be able to do this, it bothers me that so many others, just in this neighborhood and town, aren't similarly involved. And that so many of these kids aren't growing up learning about Jesus or knowing the stories from the Bible, or even know what one is.
Our reading from the Old Testament is Psalms 56, 57, and 58
Psalm 58 in particular gets into what are sometimes called the "imprecatory Psalms", and I am certain that they were NEVER mentioned when I was growing up, didn't fit the narrative.
The New Testament reading is verses 1-15 in chapter 28 of the Acts of the Apostles.
FYI, the island called Melita here, is now called Malta. It's a bit south of Sicily and north of Tripoli in northern Africa.