I continue to work at my rehabilitation and healing. I am definitely ahead of where I was 4 weeks ago but still a long ways from being my more normal self. My pain levels are higher than normal. I am blessed with a really exceptional physical therapist and anticipate some months yet of therapy.
At Laidlaw College, I continue to teach, serve as a part of the executive team but still am not back in the office fulltime. I work a good deal from home but am increasingly in the office. This past Sunday, I spoke at Mt. Roskill Baptist church, my first real speaking since my hospitalization in June. Last night I met with a group of leaders from the Baptist Tabernacle (where Charles Spurgeon's sons was one of the first pastors), a church that is going through transition in its staff leadership. Today, Naomi and I are driving about 2 1/2 hours to a retreat center. Our church, St. Paul's Anglican has its annual all church retreat. Mike Pilavachi of Soul Survivor in London is the speaker. This will be my first attempt at traveling . . . so there are all these incremental steps of easing back into the mainstram of life as I recover. We will actually not be able to stay for the entire weekend as I am speaking again this Sunday at Mt. Roskill Baptist. My topic is a two part series: Wounds that Time Doesn't Heal. This past week I spoke on suffering. This week the topic is grief. The idea is that the old adage by Chaucer (great British literary figure), "Time heals all wounds," is nice sentiment but is not really reality. I am looking at the gospel images of the now and the not yet. We experience some dimensions of healing and hope in this life but there is coming a day when healing will be complete and hope will be realized (Romans 8).
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