This Day At the Vicarage 8-25-20

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Since the pandemic started I have found myself rising later than usual. My old pattern was to be up and going by 4:30 or 5 in the morning. I would have half a day’s work done by the time every one else was up. That was a necessary thing because by 2 in the afternoon I would start to crash. Back then I would nap briefly and get ready for my night time work (usually a service or some kind of meeting).

Jacopo is still up every morning at 4:30 A.M. like clock work (literally you can set your watch by him). Now, though, he only wants to jump off the bed and settle in his carry cage to catch some more Z’s. Mercedes always sleeps right up by head on the pillow to my right. They are good until 6:30 or 7 A.M. now. At least three or four…

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This Day At the Vicarage 8-24-20

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In order to tell you about this day, I have to go back about 36 hours to Sunday morning. It’s where the thread of this story began.

I got up at about 6 and walked the dogs as usual and then started the morning out in prayer and some house work. Mom and Amanda got up, so I made the coffee and sat down to breakfast with them.

“What are you guys doing today?” Mom asked

“It’s Sunday. So we are goin to church.” Amanda returned.

Without missing a beat Mom replied, “Oh I meant to tel you I got a call. Church is cancelled.”

Amanda and I smiled at each other and then I asked, “Oh? Who called?”

“God.” Mom returned with a dry smile.

Amanda and I laughed as I said, “Well I guess He would know.”

Mom has always had a sharp wit. It is sometimes even…

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This Day At the Vicarage 8-22-20

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Well, my migraine left after a good night’s sleep. Thank goodness!

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It left a lot to clean up today. Taking almost a full day off yesterday put me a bit behind on the plans I had for housework and volunteer work today. I take comfort in the fact that God wasn’t surprised by it at all. He knew it was coming. He planned for it, even if I did not.

This morning as I woke up He reminded me that in spite of the rather large to do list screaming inside my head I needed to remain slow, constant and intentional. The day had to start in the Sage’s Cave.

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During that first hour of prayer He settled me into my daily rhythm and warned me not to rush or depart from it. He reminded me that I…

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