Hello from my new study

I'm officially in a new office.

While I was away on holidays my workspace was relocated (don't worry, I agreed with the move before I left). My new space has a similar look to the former (squarish space with one window and one door) but now it's in a low-traffic high-cinderblock laden section of the church.

Since I love drywall and seeing people hanging around in the foyer mid-week, I was apprehensive at first. But now, after one week, my new office is starting to feel like home.

Thanks to all of you who have contributed to the move and design of my new study! I couldn't have done it without you.

Is it weird if I call it a study?

Preacher sends crowd scrambling for the exit

It's been awhile. I've been neglectful lately. I'm sorry.

I spent last week speaking in evening chapels at Mishewah family camp. It's one of our denominational camps near Pembroke, Ontario. My family was there with a handful of others from HMC, a whole lot of people from other parts of the province, and countless blood-thristy mosquitos.

The most interesting part of the camp experience happened shortly after I started preaching on the last night. The winds suddenly picked up and the rain began to pour down and--lo and behold--half the people got up and ran out. I think they went scurrying to close their trailer windows and secure their tent pegs, but I'm not sure. Some may have used the storm as a convenient time to escape the deep Holy Spirit conviction that they were feeling. But I haven't ruled out the possibility that it might have been the preacher.

Now, I'm looking forward to being back at my post on Sunday morning (I've been on holidays this week too). That kind of thing doesn't usually happen on Sunday mornings in Hanover. But I think I'll advise everyone to keep their windows up and items secured before they come to the worship service just in case.