Tuesday a.m.

Good morning! Do you remember my old neighbor Roger? He died at the beginning of this year. We miss the old guy. He was quite a character and a great neighbor. His house--the one we bought and flipped--the one that is right across the road from us--is still empty, working its way through foreclosure. Another neighbor and I have kept the place mowed and looking decent. I will not buy it again, but I think my neighbor will. I hope so.

 

Last week I talked to Roger's brother. He lives in St. Louis. He told me some things that I didn't know. Roger did not want any kind of funeral. He wanted to be cremated and nothing else, so we really had no closure. I saw Roger a few times in the hospital before he died, including the day he died, but that was it. His brother told me where Roger's ashes are buried. They are in a military cemetery in St. Louis. The brother is going to send me a picture. I look forward to seeing it.

 

Wow, I've been watching the radar this morning. We are going to get wet today! I was hoping to get a good dry run in early but that's going to happen, I'm thinking. We'll see how all that plays out. I am unable to go to Tempo Tuesday, so I am going to do a hard workout sometime today. I went over and run with the gang last night. It was such a beautiful evening. I mentioned my running funk yesterday. That was part of the reason for going over and running with friends last night. There is nothing like a loving, encouraging community to pull you out/through funks. Yes, there is another reference to the idea/ideal of church in that somewhere. 

 

Yesterday was one of my more productive days of late. I just simply got a lot done. I had some great conversations and interactions with people, got a lot of things organized, and even removed some of those items on my list that have been there for weeks. They are kinda like that stubborn belly fat, which is always the last to go. And I'm working on that too, by the way! ha ha. Photos to follow. Just kidding.

 

Today I delve into Lamentations 3 and Jeremiah's life generally. Poor guy. Man, he suffered. He stayed faithful, occasionally complaining along the way, but he stayed faithful. There is much to learn from him about how to complain about injustice and keep your faith.

 

OK, let's go do this thing!