And then.... well, who knows? Let us hope we are all there to find out.
We are soon having a congregation "do" - an evening's entertainment - and someone has suggested that I could read one or two of my poems. I feel very dubious about it. They are short at least. But the best ones are a bit on the serious side. And the others seem much too slight to be read out at an occasion.
Here is a lovely article about our new facility at Chelmsford - which is now finished. It begins:
"Walking round the site of the new Jehovah’s Witness (JW) headquarters buildings in Chelmsford, Essex, is a bit like being in a promotional video for what the industry should be like. You can imagine kids watching it and thinking “Yeah, that looks a fun place to work.”
It’s difficult to say what is most shocking: the demographics or the diversity. There are a lot of young people on this site. Lunchtime in the large canteen, one of three sittings, is a bit like being back at university. Walking round the job, there are almost as many women as men, with a woman smiling from the wheel of most pieces of construction equipment..."
I would love Captain Butterfly to come on a visit now its finished.
Rainy all day yesterday - rainy and stormy this morning - Storm Jorge I believe. And we have just seen some startling scenes of flooding in Yorkshire - in Staith, which seems to have turned into Lake Windermere.
In theory, Jean and I are going out on the preaching work this morning - and in theory Jacks, who can now hardly walk, is coming round for a fish and chip supper tonight.
Rainy all day yesterday - rainy and stormy this morning - Storm Jorge I believe. And we have just seen some startling scenes of flooding in Yorkshire - in Staith, which seems to have turned into Lake Windermere.
In theory, Jean and I are going out on the preaching work this morning - and in theory Jacks, who can now hardly walk, is coming round for a fish and chip supper tonight.
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