What do I do for fun?
So glad you asked!
First I get to serve Jesus as a pastor!
I can honestly say there is no better job if you are called to it. I get to pray, preach, and equip the saints of God to be all they can be in Christ! What could be better than that?
If you have been reading my posts you already know I love to garden. I just moved into my mother’s house. So I have started a massive gardening project to get her house ready for the famine (read all about that in my post, “The Untimely End of the End of the World bunnies”).
Of course I spend a good deal of time reading and writing.
Other than these things I love to sharpen my razor wit by sparring with my mother and sister over the latest crossword puzzle, T.V. whodunnit or who’s going home on the evening reality show.
Now you know why this post is called “Fuddy, Duddy, and Muddy Go To the Concert”.
Recently the three of us had an opportunity to go see my youngest daughter perform in a chorale at her Bible college. My oldest daughter who stays with me at Muddy’s (my mom’s) several times a week quickly opted to drive down early with a friend. She said it was because her sister had invited her to dinner. I think it was because she didn’t want to ride with Fuddy (me) Duddy (my sister) or Muddy (her you have already met).
No matter we had a grand time all by ourselves once we acclimated ourselves to the fact we would miss the reruns of NCIS.
We left early and drove through the snarling traffic on 495. We had Muddy ride in the back. Someday I will think driving an hour to get to a place is too long too. I hope someone is kind enough to put me in the back seat so I can nap on the way. Come to think of it that would be nice now. Kids if your reading this next time we go somewhere far away…DRIVE ME AND LET ME NAP!
Duddy and I practiced not using our sarcasm bones (read up on sarcasm bones in my postings) on the other drivers.
We got to Haverhill (which if you’re in Massachusetts is properly pronounced “Hayvrull”) and stopped to eat at. the Longhorn
We took so long over dinner we were almost late to the concert. But we made it! And the sounds of those young Bible College students praising God in harmony was thrilling to our hearts.
Honestly to me this was much more fun than, say, base-jumping!
Now I have never been accused of being the most exciting person in the world. In fact most people probably think me boring. I think I am OK with that. As I approach mid-life I have learned three things:
1.Life is not about the recognition, acquisition, or achievement of position. It’s about enjoying the journey day by day.
2. Joy is found by letting God create your moments rather than trying to make life the object of your own creation.
3. If you’re enjoying who, where, and what you are the flash of the world with its offers of recognition, acquisition, and achievement of position lose their allure.
This Fuddy-Duddy living with his Muddy may sound a tad boring but I am learning the value of godliness with contentment and to me that is one of the most exciting things in the universe.