weathering life's rough seas

Many people here at my church are sick -- or have been sick in the last week(s).

My wife was sick. The Pastor was sick (yes, beside the terminal cancer). The Youth Director was sick (the worst of everyone I know). I was... ah... make that: I "was" and "still am" sick. Even the "3 varmints" are sick. Even now I can hear one of them coughing in the other room. (Sounds like Tank, hopefully he's asleep, since he's been in bed about an hour.) Thankfully (I think), I happen to be the least sick of all the men in church that preach, thus it has fallen to me to fill in while the others are "under the weather."

I skipped helping out in Jr. Church Sunday morning to preach (it went surprisingly well), and then preached my "regularly scheduled" time slot of Sunday Evening (it also went well). It's not 100% confirmed as yet, but I believe I'll be preaching tomorrow (Wednesday) evening as well. Which means we'll most likely be canceling King's Kids, but we'll see. Maybe a couple of the college kids can handle the "wild bunch" without me in there.

Funny how "corralling varmints" is easier for me than "teaching the sheep" is. It takes me less time to prepare for the varmints, too. I'm not really sure how "bi-vocational pastors" keep their sanity... or get any sleep.