There are two things I know and here is the first thing: Either way you talk about this furlough thing it does not quite sound positive. “Ah, you know me I am just on a leave of absence.” “Me, yep, I am on a temporary release.” Even worse though is the verb form because it is being done to you.
I can mess up a song, bungle the liturgy, thank the wrong person for something, and announce a prayer request that was not for the whole congregation but I can only fail if I have done the one thing I have clearly been tasked in doing.
Dear Teammates, I have good news and that is all. Our Visa's came through yesterday which means many great things. It means we can live within the law and within South Africa. It means that I (Wade) am also within the law to leave South Africa and return. It means that the South African McComas…
A River Runs Through It, I cry every year. (Twice in 2017). Islands in the Stream, tears. The Old Man and the Sea, goner. Big Two Hearted River, I am actually welling up writing the title. Moby Dick? I only read that once (except the Jonah Sermon) and it drove me to tears and borderline madness. I am not a fisherman but the trope has me.
...and we must learn to dwell simply in the Word. To impede the progress of Sin and kill it. To induce change in our lives and the lives of those around us. A Gospel Change in which the Holy Spirit takes hold of someone, making them wholly different.
God's vision extends well past the horizon. His eye captures every dimension of time and geography and our souls.
Team McComas 