Rewarding weekend

I went into this weekend with no big expectations. Friday was just another Friday until I got an invitation to go skiing. That was great. The company was great. The weather was great. The snow conditions weren't so great, but that wasn't the main motivation for going. It was for the company. The fresh air. The brisk, refreshing setting. Saturday was a day of just chilling. Laying low. No motivation to get anything accomplished. I started out with great plans. I set out to put speakers in the ceiling of the new cottage. I knew "about" where the wires were, although now hidden by sheetrock, texture and paint. After all, I pulled the wire and thought I knew where they were. I got one speaker installed, and started cutting the round hole in the sheetrock for the second one and lost my ambition to continue. No particular reason. Just needed to veg.

Today was a great day. Church was unbelievable! I walked in a few minutes late to some amazing worship music. Looked across the stage, not recognizing anyone until I saw who was leading... then I remembered talking with Mike Ax a couple times about Robin's band and it all clicked. They were worshiping God, uninhibited. And it just all came together. It was truly wonderful!

After worship, Pastor got up to begin his message and he started by inviting Munroe up to the front to talk about his past week in New Orleans. He was there, during Mardi Gras, not partying, but witnessing! Sharing God with those there only for the wildest, craziest party they could find. Munroe, in his boldness, and with some fear, was outside his comfort zone, but obediently sharing God's goodness with the most unsuspecting people. Well into his description of the past week in New Orleans, he stopped and asked those of us in Early Church the same question he asked those at Mardi Gras.... "if you were to die this minute, would you go to heaven?" Many raised their hands. Some didn't and he acknowledged those. He then asked who wouldn't go to Heaven and one raised his hand. Munroe didn't move on. He didn't ignore that hand or pass it off. He pushed on! He left the mic and walked back to the man. He led the man in the Prayer! He was saved right there, in church! Of all places! Way to go, Munroe! What a loud and clear message I got. This morning was truly Early Church!

The day continued on with a little skiing. On the way to Bogus, I was telling Susan and Micah about the service this morning and couldn't get through it without tearing up.

I had no great expectations for great skiing, but found some 6" uncut powder on the back side and we wore ourselves out. We ended the afternoon with the traditional face run, and then a nice long soak in the hot tub back in the valley.

Tomorrow is a new day. The beginning of another week. It will be a good one. I'll head into it with a positive attitude.