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It's a line from an old hymn, and it's apropos.
Yesterday, I spoke three times. For those of you who know, public speaking is a mentally exhausting experience, especially when in one session the public is allowed to ask questions and make comments. In that case, one plays the roles of speaker and moderator at once.
Upon arriving home, we learned that a couple in our congregation was at a hospital an hour away delivering their fifth child. So, at 11:30pm we strike out for La Barca. Sonia delivered a beautiful baby girl at 2:30am. We crashed at home in bed by five.
Today is our day off. So far, we've had two visitors and have napped in between. Tomorrow we take the kiddos (all of them) to the zoo and Burger King. Wednesday, we have a church service. Thursday we take the youth to an amusement park. Friday, it's off to Mexico city by bus and subway to retrieve our visas. Saturday, another church service and Sunday, yet another. I'm loving it!
Here's a quote I read the other day that really sums it up for me.
Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well-preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside thoroughly used up, totally worn out and loudly proclaiming, “WOW, what a ride”.
