For so much going wrong today, it went quite well.
First, when getting ready this morning I realized I didn’t have my black belt. Left it in Enid. No worries, I thought. I have my suit coat and I didn’t need a belt. But then I realized I’d left my dress shoes in Enid too. And my other pair of black dress shoes. That is not good. So I had to offend the sensibilities of Dr. James Brauer and wear brown pants and brown, unpolished shoes. Sigh. At least it was my second Sunday and not my first.
But wait! It gets better!
I wanted to do my rockin..er, medicore powerpoint presentation at Bible Study. Grace has nice screen that drops out of the ceiling like Moses coming down from the mou
I don’t have a VGA output on my laptop. ntain (it’s in Knippa Hall, the fellowship hall—I don’t think I’ll ever have a fellowship hall named after me: just listen to it). It came down on cue, and I brought the VGA connection over from the sound center.
And the slides I asked my secretary to photocopy were the wrong ones. My fault, not hers. She did exactly what I told her to do.
But Christ is above all, and we managed. And no one deducted a grade for my brown pants and shoes. And we celebrated the Eucharist with devotion and joy. That is enough for one day.