Blessed beyond measure

I reckon today has been my favourite day of the holiday which is saying something because it's been bostin all the way through. It started with another run and once again I got chatting to somebody along the way, there's a pattern forming, they see me gasping for air and take pity on me. This guy asked me if I was okay and suggested I sit in the shade the cheeky so and so, I thought he was calling 911 when he got his phone out but he was in fact receiving a call. Rather randomly, after we'd said our goodbyes, he called me back to instruct me to watch the solar eclipse on August 21st, he was most insistent about it, but given I'll be four thousand miles from him by then I doubt he'll notice if I don't bother.

Then I went to church which was a tremendous thrill since I took Taisha, Coralea and Erik with me. We went to Glades Presbyterian which is just five minutes away and came recommended, this link takes you to it... Glades. What lovely people there were there, so welcoming, it's just a shame it's a 4,000 mile commute of a Sunday for me but hopefully Taisha and co will keep going back. It's incredible how often I'll listen to a sermon and it feels like it was written precisely for me, today was another example of that and I'm thankful to God. I won't give you the full nine yards but know this, God loves you and has a plan for your life, you just need to open yourself up to it, end of sermon!

And now I'm back in front of the telly as the British Open reaches its climax. I've been proved wrong and the Speith coronation is not materialising, he's having a mare. Looks like an interesting last hour ahead. Chris has been golfing too and is due back shortly, I hope he had a stinker or I'm gonna get a three hour blow by blow account of his round, no bore like a golfing bore.