Plans, plans, plans

It's astonishing how much planning seems to go into my life. Plan the lesson, plan the sermon, plan the weekend, and Alison probably does even more. The odd thing is how often those plans go awry. Just today I discovered I had handed out the wrong sheets and by the time I noticed every pupil had stuck them into their books. What next? Well, I just taught a different lesson, which, surprisingly went far better than any previous lesson with that group. Pupils even stopped back to talk at the end - a sure mark of a good lesson. But still we plan...and plan we must...but faith is rather more important, so please pray for more of it.

A long, long way

Last night was the first Cuddesdon Tuesday evening. I had to cycle the 12 miles each way. It was just too far on a 'hybrid' bike - wheels too wide, handles wrong position - though I might do it again if I could get hold of a road bike. It was also far too dark - cycling down a road with a visibility of about 2 metres is not very safe. It was quite fun, though, as was the evening, for me at least. The family found it a bit harder though. Loads of homework, children off in all directions, difficult preps, very tough. As to the course, now I've got to start choosing papers - prayer for wisdom, please.

Strange futures

Today seems to have been a day of odd or unexpected futures. School is very odd at the moment and I've no idea where things will go, but certainly tomorrow is unpredictable. With the men's stuff the next year looks increasingly interesting, but I've no idea what will actually happen because it will certainly not depend on me. And as to the ordination training, it is increasingly probable that we'll find ourselves somewhere very unexpected next summer, and there is simply no way of anticipating what it will be like. Exciting, I think...