The Week After

The week after a vacation always seems brutal to me. It seems I can be gone for a week but there is 4 weeks of work needing to be done. Yikes.

Next week, I head out for Sin City with 4 other employees to a seminar. It's one place I do not look forward to visiting. The crowds, the noise, the endless lights. Fortunately, we are actually going to be in another town nearby away from the Strip. I do plan to make another trip to Hoover Dam. I've been once and it is an incredible site. The lake is beautiful and the drive is scenic.

Last night I took in the new Harry Potter movie with my family. I certainly didn't understand all of it and the kids were a bit disappointed because of changes from the book (I haven't read the stories). Even still, it was an entertaining movie with special effects at every turn. I'm sure the costume and makeup folks have a blast during these movies.

Pain and suffering are on my mind this morning. I read a poem a father wrote about the son he lost this morning and it makes me hurt for him. I wonder about His relationship with God. I read the questions he has but can't imagine the pain and feeling that lie with those questions. I know so many others are feeling the same suffering and wondering where God is, what He is thinking. I think of the song "Blessed Be Your Name" and know I haven't walked through the depths of suffering so many others have. I pray that those who suffer will continue to seek God and in time, their suffering will be lessened. I don't know if it's possible because I haven't experienced the excruciating pain they feel, but I do hope for them. I do hope.