Well, I signed up today for IMPACT. That probably doesn't mean anything to anyone that isn't in my denomination - which is the Churches of God, General Conference of Findlay, Ohio. It's kind of our annual all-denomination camp/discipleship/conference for all ages sort of thing. I haven't been for quite a while. I always used to enjoy it, then they made some changes, and I had to serve as a youth leader, and then they made more changes and it just got to be too much to deal with (or something like that). Then it always seemed like there was something else going on, and... yada yada yada.
But this year I'm going. And I'm going by myself, which is a bummer, because I don't like doing these things without the Lady Jane. But she's kinda missed a lot of work this year, and she doesn't get paid when she doesn't work, and, well... somebody's got to make some money around here. So it will save us money with only me going, and I'm thinking I can maybe sleep on daughter Carrie's couch or somewhere (?), and I didn't get the meal plan, but will maybe buy a box of crackers and loaf of bread instead... :)
Anyway, I'm hoping it will be good. My friend Lance is in charge of it, and he always works hard to bring in good speakers and music and whatnot, so I've wanted to attend for the past few years, but it just hasn't worked out. This year I will be there (I hope). It's near the end of July. I'm going to take the Sunday after off as one of my "Sunday Sabbatical" days, and have the church watch Tony Campolo's "It's Friday, But Sunday's Coming" video. That will be good for everybody.
I will also being attending my Regional Conference Convention next week in the beautiful Decatur, Illinois. I'm not so much looking forward to it. Not so much because there won't be good speakers and worship and stuff - because there will. But there is a tension in the air at these things that you wouldn't believe. And I am always disappointed, because there are bunches of people that I really want to talk to and spend time with... but I always seem to be on the other side of the tracks or something. Anyway, I always end up frustrated. At least m'lady WILL be going to this with me.
Well... that's all I can think of. Tomorrow I hope to spray around the pavilion for bugs, spray for weeds, and mow - hopefully before it rains again. I think me and the neighbor guy are going to try tearing down the old shed by hand too. And try to not get stung by the bumble bees that call it home.
Randomly... I did run 4.69 miles last night. And it felt pretty good. I have been feeling stronger lately in my running for some odd reason. I suppose I'm about to pull a muscle or something.
Later. Peace out; and in.