Yes, we had a birth in the family.

He came in at a whopping 20 pounds and 19.1 inches!

Delivery was painless… and by Purolator. Both mother and baby are doing well.

We called him Mac.

No, this is not an attempt to build on Einstein’s theories or to finally get my time machine repaired.

Just looking at the holidays and thinking…

I’m grateful for the time and space they provide.

But I’m forced to confess something.

I’m a waster.

What I mean is that I hit these spots in life where I feel the need for time and space.  I’m pretty sure that more of those two things will lead me to renewal and refreshing.  Then I’m provided with that time and space, and I spend it in ways that take me nowhere.

And then the hole feels a bit deeper than before.

Shannon and I have been thinking lately how funny people are… I mean humanity as a whole, rather than specific people… though I do plan to name names in a future post!

But the funny part is that we’re created in God’s image, capable of sheer genius and creative power that stirs hearts.  (THAT wasn’t the funny part.  Wait for it!)

And right beside that capability, we have a knack for coldness, shallowness, and stupidity that would make even Darwin question most of evolutionary theory… as in, has anything evolved at all?!

That paradox… that’s the funny part.  And I often laugh or shake my head at the whole thing.

I often stop laughing and shaking my head when I arrive back at myself, and my dealings with time and space.

Random thoughts as I wake up on a Sunday morning…

We’re headed to Manitoba this weekend…

Visiting my sister and her husband.

Catching THIS with them in Winnipeg.

Speaking HERE on Sunday morning in Brandon.

Then we’ll squeeze in a lunch visit with THIS old friend and his family.

The song beneath is a very favourite of mine, and it’s supposed to serve as a bit of the springboard behind Sunday’s lesson.

Any ideas to share?