The holidays are over . . . Now it’s time to get back to normal. Take down the decorations, pay the credit card bills, check out our new gifts, put the bags of ripped wrapping paper in the garbage, finish up the eggnog, watch someone else’s team in the NFL playoffs, and catch up on our rest by skipping church to sleep in Sunday . . . Wait! What was that last one?

“All the leaves are brown, and the sky is grey. I’ve been for a walk, on a winter’s day.”

Some of you remember that line from The Mamas and the Papas song. It describes how it feels right now - grey, cold, dark, dingy....winter. As each day becomes shorter, and darker, and colder, we can feel the impending sludge of winter coming down upon us. Depressed yet??

Many years ago when I was a lot younger, I was visiting my Mom and Dad. As I was leaving, my Dad asked if I could help him move a couch sometime. I said I would be glad to when I wasn’t so busy. He was fine with that, but as I walked out the driveway, a neighbor came up to me and said, “With all that he’s has done for you, I can’t believe you didn’t jump at the chance to help him. I’m ashamed of you. I wish I still had my Dad alive to help now.”

It’s that time of year when people are returning to school. The word conjures up all kinds of emotions and
memories...tests, end of summer, anxiety, teachers, childhood....When our daughter was young we would
sometimes meet with her teacher. They would sit us down in little desks made for children, and they would sit in the “teacher’s chair.”

I have seen miracles happen in many lives. I have seen prayers answered, people healed, lives changed, and in ways that cannot be explained by the medical or scientific world. I believe in miracles happening in our world today! I have also prayed for miracles, and they don’t always happen.

I have been reading about cars that will drive themselves, solar powered houses, instant choice entertainment, cures for incurable diseases, smart homes, and all the other amazing promises of the near future. They are even working on a tube you can get in and be transported at 700 miles an hour to your destination. It sounds fantastic. In light of all the changes I have seen in my short life, it seems very possible. I hope to live to see it.

At the end of February I turned 58 years old. At the end of June, I will have been a pastor at the Pendleton Church for 25 years. There comes a point in life when we realize we have more yesterdays than we will have tomorrows. I am at that point in life as your Pastor and as a person. When I lived on the side of life where I expected to have more tomorrows than yesterdays, I looked at the future as an adventure with years to come. Now I can see the end of the journey.

May is a month to catch up to life. Winter is finally gone, even the spring rains calm down and we can get to that “to do” list. May is a busy month. So much to do – am I forgetting something? Let’s see, work, school, chores, barbeques, baseball, the waterfront, walks on the bike trail…something’s missing.