This used to be my day

I used to be Stacy Labor, and always considered Labor day as something of my day. The privilege of such a last name. Ah well, no longer. I do like the fact that our country has days of the week where we all can agree not to go to work as normal and get to have an extended weekend. I mean, we willingly suspend the pace of the week for a few selected days of the year. That's pretty great.

Andrew is enjoying classes, working hard, and learning some great things. We DID get to eat lunch at D.A. Carson's house today. I had an interview at a Pediatric clinic last week, and won't hear anything for a while about that job. I am starting to nanny for a family that lives close by. I am excited to be able to spend time with the three girls that are in the family, and am looking forward to some good conversations with them about the gospel.

I have had a decent amount of time for reading, and enjoyed Shadow of the Almighty and Lords of the Earth. Andrew also suggested listening to a sermon by Steve Saint on suffering, sovereignty, and missions, which I definitely would recommend. All these things have impressed upon me the importance, and even necessity of suffering for the gospel, and how I cringe and avoid the thought of suffering, while it really is one of the primary tools the Lord uses to further His work on this Earth. Steve Saint talked about how suffering people want to be ministered to by those who suffer, and that the Lord uses suffering to open hearts for the gospel. We really must consider our view of suffering, and our aversion to it, and what that does to our message and ministry to a suffering world.