The Memorial Service
I just got back from the memorial service for Ann and I have to say — I have NEVER been to a memorial service where people are clapping along to the folk music, telling stories about someone’s funny exploits, and where the pastor does the blessing with a squirt gun. (Then again… ECA has *NEVER* been a normal church.) It was a really joyous occasion — EXACTLY how I want my funeral to be.

One thing that Nolan mentioned was that ANN was the one called to ministry — not him. I fully believe it and I had never thought about how much of a ministry I have as a pastor’s wife. (Well… a vicar’s wife now.) Ann left definite footprints and she and Nolan are very much the reason I am in seminary to be a pastor.

It was also VERY wonderful to see people again. I keep forgetting how much of a family ECA is to me. It was amazing to see how people had grown and how people had changed.

My Sumo Cat
Mouse was diagnosed with an abcess this morning and they drained it about 1 pm. We’ll pick him up in 30 minutes (6:00 pm PST) when he’s more out of the anethesia. The vet is more of a valley girl than I am and she thought Mousie was a cutie! (He’s a strange looking cat, but he is the sweetest cat.)