Sunday

In the morning - I had forgotten this was going to happen - we had a man do a recital of the gospel of John. It took him 45 minutes to wend his way through John. It is an amazing feat. He did it with seeming ease. He added pantomime and had a communion table full of props to help him.

I have struggled through translating this from the Greek in my Greek class. As he went through it I realized I have translated most all of John. I could recall some expressions. I was interested in how he translated some passages. There were a couple that I thought fresh because they were unusual.

For examples instead of calling the miracle at the Cana wedding his first he said something like "this was the beginning of his miracles". That is good. The Greek word can mean both things. I liked it as a fresh alternative translation.

We got to see Francis Graves at her reception at the Methodist church down the street. Frances had from time to time come to our Life Group at the Olsons. She must be close to 80 but she would walk over from her house a few blocks away. DW and I would often take her home. She has a real passion for prayer.

Francis is moving up to Tyler and this was a going away reception at the church. Church ended at 11 and we got over there just as they were wrapping it up. It was nice to speak to her and meet her other daughter.

Sunday afternoon tomorrow. Stay tuned.