Would have enjoyed the Beating of the Bounds service, but since third son went there, I was able to hear about it vicariously through him. He said it was done inside rather than outside since the rain made everything too wet. Not fun traipsing outside when it's all drizzly. Love that the rector there enjoys bringing back the old traditions. It's obvious that some of the members are a bit new to his choices as well, but seems to be a good thing all around. There were readings and really, there's not much to say. But it was a blessing of the property, and third son said it was in the old days a blessing of the harvest. Love that.
And still reeling at the work Gary's got to do in the shop. Overwhelmed. Hugely blessed. Struck at God's timing. God's grace is just that---Grace. Can't earn it or hold your mouth right. You can cross all your t's and dot your i's, but still, it's His choice. But even so, I scratch my head at His decisions. Puts it all into His hands when things fall into place. We can think we're either influencing things or controlling them, but the bottom line is that He is. Simple that. He Is.
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