Mixed Feelings

Well, I got back from Washington at about 10:30 a.m. on Wednesday and returned to work on Friday. Disappointingly, we were told that we would have to work on Saturday and Sunday as well. You see, we're trying to prepare for an exercise, and not everything is set up yet. But since I was feeling flu-ish on Friday, they told me not to come in on Saturday. (for which I was very grateful) But it didn't really lessen the feeling of disappointment-degraded from frustration-due to being forced to work on the Lord's day. This being an exercise, I don't see how it is mission essential to keep people from the worship of God and the fellowship of the saints. Not to mention the idea of resting the seventh day. After an airplane flight halfway around the world...with no sleep...and only a day and a half recovery from jetlag. Anyway, it wasn't an unconstitutional order. But we only had to work about 3 hours today. But then, I missed the morning service. But then, I'll still be able to go to evening worship at 6 p.m.

Hmmm. I need to get ready for it.

Things aren't all bad: there will always be much to be thankful for. Such as the subject on which I ought to post: the wonderful time I had on leave back home with my family.

Coming soon.