Puzzles

I'm still feeling a bit rough, but I've found the best thing to take my mind off of the ailments is a good puzzle.  And not the one in your local newspaper, or a book from a newsagent shelf.  No, a mystery or pattern to solve in your head.

It's a trait I inherited from both parents, although I think my father would maintain I got it from my mother, both love a good think.

I was getting out of my depth in 2 Corinthians, and decided to read Genesis.  I love Genesis.  I always get something new out of it, and the scientific side of me has a multitude of thinking possibilities in just the first two chapters.

But if I get fed up blowing my mind with that, there are the two outreach sessions next month which I am assuming I am leading worship for (there is always an outside chance that I won't) so I'm doing some prep now.

Preparing worship is like a puzzle and the pieces have to slot in perfectly.  Too many worship leaders seem to chuck a few choruses together.  I did that last week, and the outcome was certain: mediocre.  No, I want these two to be special, but I also want them to be unique.  I feel a couple of choruses the Spirit has told me to play, and are non negotiable.  I now have to slot in the rest.

I'm loving this.  Oh, yes, frustrating, because I've been thinking this over for some days, nearly getting there, but not quite, re-arranging, seeing that it's still not right yet, moving, key changing, singing in my head (and out loud), practising in my head...

...you may think that this is all perhaps wasted time and self inflicted aggro.  But, when I feel a bit under the weather, it is, seriously, like medicine to me.