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Since I’ve become a pastor’s wife, Sundays are no longer Sabbath for me and for Rob. On Sundays, we used to sleep in til 9:00 (that’s late for us) and get up to get ready for church. We went to worship. We chatted with people in church and catch up on the news. After church, I made lunch and then we relaxed. I probably made dinner in the crockpot or in the oven. I called my parents from time to time. We read the Sunday newspaper. That’s it. Granted, there were times that I did lesson plans and grading when I didn’t get them done on Friday evenings.
No more sleeping in, no more newspaper reading, no more drinking coffee leisurely, no more Sabbath on Sundays… I get up early on Sunday mornings with Rob. He looks over his Sunday School lesson, the prayer list, the announcements, and his to-do list. I make breakfast and coffee. If I didn’t make the bulletins before, I make them. Then I make coffee at the church. He teaches the high school Sunday School class. I help out with the Sunday School class. We talk with people. I get water for Rob. We talk again. Then it’s worship. After worship, more socialization. Then we go home to have lunch. After lunch, Rob tries to take a nap unless he has things that he needs to do. I do the same. Then I make dinner. We usually try to catch time to watch the Simpsons, if it’s on. Rob usually tries to take Sabbath on Mondays; I try to take mine on Saturdays, provided that nothing comes up.
When I went out to take pictures of the snow before it melts away, it was sprinkling. Ugh! At least, I got them in time. Enjoy!
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- The Foothill
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- Tree Removal Truck
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- Welcome Plaque of Bluebirds Covered in Snow from Aunt Dot
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- Snow Covered Creek in Back Yard
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- Back Yard
Most of the schools in the area have been closed. It snowed all night here, and I think we had about 5 inches. It has melted since then. This morning, it was wet flurries, not sleet, when I let the pets out. They didn’t stay out very long. Too wet. I just shoveled and it’s pure wet snow and slush. A big, yucky mess.
Just up the road, the neighbors don’t have any power. Tree trucks are parked in front of the manse and church, and they’re fixing the electric pole or lines. We couldn’t tell from our place. I think we’ll be okay for the rest of the day. It is predicted that we’ll get rain for the weekend. Yuck! More mess!
Better take some snapshots before it melts.
Tonight, I was walking Buffy in the yard between the manse and the church on a nice and cool twilight. While she was busy sniffing around, I looked up at the sky and saw the big, white moon through the trees. I ran inside to get the camera and learned that it needed to be charged. Rats! So I grabbed my iPhone and took a couple of snapshots.
It looked like a full moon, but I wasn’t quite sure. On the Internet, I looked it up, and we are two days away from a full moon. I wish y’all could see the moon through the trees; it was a beautiful view. Granted it’s not the best quality picture, but here it is.
Also I took some pictures of Buffy as we came back into the house. She’s so cute, especially after a bath. Here’s one of them.
Before Sunday School, I spied two ladies fingerspelling to each other in their Sunday School class. They were doing it behind someone’s back, which is really a shocker to see older adults act like schoolkids. There were other adults practicing sign language vocabulary that they’ve been learning in class. Whenever they’re doing it, they’re smiling.
After Sunday School class, Rob called me over to that class and informed me that they’ve been talking about me. “Of course!” I sarcastically replied, thinking that he was kidding. Really, they’ve been discussing about my deafness and about communication methods that were being used to teach the deaf for the past 45 minutes. They asked several questions and shared their own experiences with relatives who have hearing loss. Rob moderated the discussion until I joined in for the last few minutes. So, I guess Sunday School lesson went out the window when they decided to practice their sign language skills.
This morning, I covered the elementary Sunday School class, because the other teacher called in sick. I only had one student, and that was okay. So we discussed the old lesson on the Six Days of Creation, by reviewing each day.
Before Sunday School, he also helped me to set up the communion table. During class, I asked him if he knew what was communion. He replied, “It’s something that we do on the first Sunday of the month.” So I took the time to explain what was communion and why we have communion. I repeated the words that Jesus said when he blessed the bread and the wine. The student said, “That’s what Rob says.” I told him, “Yes, that’s correct. Rob is repeating what Jesus said at that Last Supper.”
Last night, Rob and I decided to go out to eat after doing a quick errand in Pikeville. Both of us were tired and didn’t feel like cooking. So, we went to the local Chinese restaurant. As we walked in and seated in the non-smoking section, the memories of the first visit came flooding back in. Church members took us out to eat at this restaurant in the same room. “How many months has it been?” Rob asked, “Nine months?” “Yes. Our lives has changed so much since then, huh?” I replied. It felt like it was ages ago and it felt like it was yesterday.
About three weeks ago, I have started teaching ASL class at the church. There have been 10 to 12 people attending every Thursday, and they are motivated to learn. The ages range from 12 to 80. They work hard to make handshapes and formulate them into signs. They learn how to sign everyday sentences: Good morning, How are you?, Fine, What’s up?, and more. Then on Sundays, they come to me signing, “Hi! What’s up?” It’s been nice to see them warming up to a new language and new way of communicating. I hope that they continue to learn more and more signs and to become even more comfortable doing so.
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