Been up since 2:30 or 3am, obsessing over fun themes like the mortality of parents (always a classic), and children in poverty (the theme of my sermon on the 12th); not to mention the details of planning the special order of service on the 12th (National Children's Sabbath) which include special music, a skit by the youth group on youth homelessness, special readers, different music and so on and so forth.
Mainly I'm concerned about getting a draft of the sermon done in the next couple of days -- which ought to be a tightly focused inspiration-packed 13 minutes max, but God help me, I tend to run long --
and my kid has been in and out of his bed twice tonight, as if sleeplessness were catching, which I believe it sometimes does.
Al, I'm sorry I haven't called back yet. I will. Soon.
Will somebody please come over here and give me a good massage, or a fistful of antihistamines, or something??