Does this seem right?

Does this make sense to anyone!!!?? The following quote is from the woman I have chosen to spend the rest of my life with;
"Always try to do things in chronological, alphabetical or numerical order; it's less confusing that way" the Great Gouda. That quote pretty much is me in a nutshell. – Erika –
My “filing system” the bed of my truck.
Love ya kids
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Christmas Cheeseball... not the good kind either...

So apparently I am a big cheese ball. Thanks to jonny I can no longer survive a Christmas season without watching “It’s a wonderful life” at least three times, along with many other Christmas classics including “The Grinch Who Stole Christmas” (the original of course, that new crap is just that) “A Christmas Carol”, the original and the Muppets version, and also “Scroodged” (which should fall into the travesty column with the new Grinch movie, but Bill Murray just never ceased to amuse me for some odd reason) .
So A couple nights ago we popped it in (It’s a Wonderful Life) and it was everything I knew it would be! Unfortunately those old classics also strip me of every semblance of self-control, and personal pride, so I wear my emotional rollercoaster on my face like some teenage girl watching the latest super lame chick-flick. This of course made Erika very amused and me very embarrassed but what can I do? I am who I am. This also makes me supper excited for my other favorite cheese-ball Christmas delights, Christmas lights, Christmas trees, especially the going and getting it part I have a weird addiction to the smell of a fresh cut pine tree, in the wild it is best but when they lop off the trunk in some parking lot it is almost as good, Christmas carols everywhere you go even the super cheesy retail store versions, though nothing beats good ol’ Louis Armstrong. But My favorite part is the Dolsky Christmas, cards, laughing (not just laughing but becoming giddy with laughter with Sarah and Dave while our parents and in-laws look at us like we are retarded and wonder what they got themselves into) Cards, food, more laughing more food more cards some more food, reading, Christmas stockings that are stuffed beyond any sort of recognizable stocking shape, more food, more cards, and more laughing. The Crappy part is the Erika will be away in Mexico so we will not be able to share it with her, but next year she is in for a definite treat. I’m also pretty stoked about hanging with her family for Christmas. It’s a nightmare trying to juggle both families so that we get quality time with both but I think we will manage and will just double up on all the fun.
The weird part this year is that since we have such a small church just about everyone is going to be away. So not only do we not have a church to decorate and have a candle-light service in, but no parishioners to do it with. The few of us who are left will probably join with the Lutheran church in Sexsmith, so here is to new traditions as well. Its going to be just as great I’m sure, even if its in a different way.
Anyway kids love ya lots.
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Ministerial

So ministerial. Good times! It’s always interesting when you get a bunch of pastors in one room, especially when they are all form different denominations and backgrounds. Everybody is just so busy and you need to mention just how busy you are at least four times in any given conversation. Plus when you are used to your words having a particular weight in any given meeting or function you tend to have a certain mater of fact way of speaking. But mainly its fun because in a good group everyone starts putting their guard down and suddenly there is this sudden burst of sociability. Its like everyone can relate to what the other person is talking about and the comradery is really fun. Just don’t expect them to agree on the best way to have a community communion service at Easter time.

Worst ever!!!

So two things first I am the worst Pastor ever! This guy that I apparently went to school with just came into my office aka. Esquires and we had a good long chat but for the life of me I could not remember who he was his name how I know him or anything (that’s not the bad part that happens tome all the time and I just got used to it I guess). Anyway he swore a lot which is not all that odd for Grande Prairie then he found out I was a pastor. The swearing didn’t slow down any he just apologized every time he did it which was kinda annoying obviously you’re not actually sorry if you keep doing it and either way I’m not really offended so just give it up. Then he started making excuses for why he did not go to church again not really that necessary for my peace of mind anyway we talked about his life and such turns out he is a very hurting young man and very angry at God. But then I just kinda tuned out I was suddenly very concerned with what I was going to be preaching on this Sunday and for a good five minutes was just totally missing form the conversation when I “came too” he was visibly upset and just kinda asked “does that make me a bad person?”. Great! I have no idea! I don’t even know what he just said! So I did the best I could “No dude! Obviously your upset about this so it shows you’re at least conscious of what’s going on. You want my advise? Talk to God about it. He already knows what’s going on anyway so you don’t have to worry about pretending, just be honest and lay it out there. At the very least you will know someone is listening.”
Then I told him to read psalm 22. I really hope that was the Holy Spirit talking through me and not just me talking out my butt. But we’ll see.

The other thing I am the worst blogger ever I don’t know how to make links and such so you should just go to my friend Avey’s blog ( http://agirlcalledgravey.blogspot.com/ ) and check out the video she has posted there it really is freakin’ hilarious. I burst out laughing in the middle of esquires. Scared people half to death around me.
Anyway. Love ya guys
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It should not be such a small world after all...

Its funny how our view of the word changes. Today I saw a kid walking up the hill towards my old elementary school with a bag of what I assume is candy from the local corner store. I was momentarily teleported back to the feeling I had in making the same journey countless times in my oh so innocent youth. I was on my way to get a doughnut and coffee loaded with sugar from TH’s so I can’t say my choice of breakfast is all that much more healthy after all these years, but I realized my view of my childhood home is now framed by a black and brown strip of road squeezed between mounting snow piles. I can not remember with absolute clarity how my world appeared to me in my former years, but it seems to me it used to have much wider horizons even if it occupied a much smaller square footage.
It frightens me to think that other areas of my world seem to be shrinking too, not just my immediate surroundings. I love being the Pastor of a church plant because I really do believe the future is so incredibly wide open. But even as I say that I realize I so often limit myself and my church by my own experience. Sometimes I feel somehow unable to peer over the snow banks of the paths I am so familiar with traveling.
I am going to go check out a site called creative worship. Another Pastor recommended it to me as a means to finding a new worship styles that will still feel safe to staunch old Lutherans yet still stretch them in new directions and put us on the road to renewing our sense of worship.
We’ll see how it goes. Love ya kids!
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Funny

Ok shortest blog ever you like completely random nonsesensical humor? (do you like it more or less than redundant questions?) go to www.askaninja.com . Funny stuff! (warning guys will probably find this much funnier than the ladies will).
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