A good week...

I think I've said this before: a perhaps dismaying, but real measure of a "good week" for a pastor is how full his trash can is. Because a large part of my job is, to put it simply, getting paper off my desk.

This afternoon, my trash can was stuffed, and I have one more day to go this week (Saturday is always a work day).

That said, I still have plenty in "The Pile": many personal thank-you letters to write, some many months old; many calls I need to make; several other odds and ends.

Then there's a very large "to read" pile: this is stuff that doesn't need any other action.

Then there's my office itself, which needs some re-organization--my files need to be re-rationalized, and I'd like to paint the walls (they are the color of Pepto-Bismol that has spilled and been cleaned up) and finally put all my books on the shelves, and hang my pictures. Only been here two years (but I didn't know if my office would stay where it was, or not, until last summer)...