Today was probably the last Sunday I will be leading worship … at least in this series. Pastor Kevin was back at church today, nearly recovered from his back surgery. He said he’ll be at practice Wednesday night, but for me to prepare anyway in case his back can’t take it yet.

The team has been really supportive … for as paranoid as I’ve been (that I’m not doing it right), it’s gone really well. And although Pastor Kevin attended the second service, and I led for the third, he stayed a few minutes into the service and listened. I saw him standing at the back of the sanctuary.

Pastor Hans was at church, too. A little subdued, and still graphically dented from being hit in the forehead with a 90mph line drive on Monday night, but there. I told him he should be home in bed. At least the imprint of the stitches on the ball is almost gone.

Pastor Bolerjack outlined our building plan in his sermon. He drew parallels between the ten negative spies in Numbers 13-14 and the people who find all kinds of reasons why we will never be able to build on the proposed property. One naysayer had pointed out that because the land has such a high water table, we’ll never be able to build enough of a sewer system to support 6 gallons of drainage for each person in the building every day. Pastor Bolerjack pointed out that was like a person going to the bathroom 3 times every time they come to church, and that he wasn’t sure how that was possible. “Holy crap,” said Craig, behind me. I didn’t get all the humor of that until several minutes later. That’s ok, though … he didn’t mean it anyway.