I'm looking forward to being installed at 1st Lutheran this upcoming Sunday. Even in things I look forward too, I often have strange dreams about them. Here's the last one: I was trying to get ready for church that morning and had picked out my clothes ahead of time. For some reason I was getting a shower at the church, and there were other people waiting in line for the shower with me( like at the YMCA - you know). When it was my turn I laid my clothes on the bench and went to get my shower. When I came out of the shower area the lady who was behind me had spilled orange juice in my silk top I'd planned on wearing. I insisted I'd take care of it, but she then continued to cut the sections of material that had O.J. on them out of the shirt. I kept asking her to stop, but she wouldn't and then reached in her locker for a cream colored and embroidered top for me to wear instead. I looked at the shirt and its size tag and she handed it to me and she said, "Here th
Life is tough, but hope is tougher.