Sermon

 A high school buddy called today. Long-time friends from school and similar backgrounds, both on the school track team. It's special to have friends for that long. Not that you talk often, but you pick up where you left off, and it's an easy transition. Jim didn't hold the phone, but he spoke to it. Not fully comfortable, I could see that as he fussed with the blanket and concentrated on what was being said. I reminded him of the story from long ago, when these two friends were competing at a major track meet held at Princeton. And, Jim urged his friend on from the side lines...Run Tommy! Run! It spurred Tom on then and seemed to jostle some pleasant memories now. As Tom told him he would run again, Jim responded with a "Yes, I will", a nod, and an expression of determination. 

As they talked a little more, I mentioned that Tom was needing to write a couple sermons to stand in for his pastor this month, and I wondered if Jim had any suggestions. He had no hesitation. " Equitability." His index finger extended, making the point. "Do the right thing. Always try to do the right thing." This is not imagination. This is foundation-Jim. 

We are still at a recovery stage where conversations can range from pizza, to connection boxes, the color blue, master files, and being Groot. And, he comes up with, "do the right thing."

There's a sermon in there somewhere.