Rain and Writing

It's the kind of rainy morning that's saying, "Wait and walk later." Of course, the risk in waiting is that I might not go at all: it could continue to rain or I could submit to laziness. It's the kind of rainy morning where I have writing that I need to do, so waiting to walk makes sense. I was feeling bad that I had no sermon rough draft written, but by last night I was glad. We went to the last fish fry of the season at Faith Lutheran in Bristol, TN, where we discovered that a church member had made aprons for everyone, reversible at that. As I looked at us all wearing our aprons, I thought about Pentecost and the metaphors for the Holy Spirit, and I got an idea that hadn't been there before. I don't want to write about it further, for fear of losing the energy of the idea. Once I've posted the sermon, I'll come back and put the links in this post. I am happy for the rain, even if it means my walk never happens. We've been in such a deep drought across the southeast.Of course, last…