Progress, not Perfection: The We-Wu for April 7-11, 2025

The nightmares have started.

Well, maybe not nightmares, more like anxiety dreams? We’re a week out from the church multiplication conference, which means my sleep is disrupted by my brain’s interpretation of all the things that can go wrong. And oh, so many things can go wrong.

I have weird dreams at the best of times. I think I’ve written them down before, because people LOVE hearing about your subconscious. (Yes, there’s some sarcasm there.)

Anyway. Prayer would be appreciated for good sleep. (For Sarah, too. And I guess everyone else involved in planning. And for the conference itself. Just … a whole lotta prayer.)

The CMC has been a major theme of this week as we get things sorted and laid out. I have been meeting with the presenters to figure out what tech they will need. I have also been meeting with my tech team to get them up to speed on Zoom and the stream deck. They are all volunteers, and I am so incredibly thankful for them. I’m not great at delegating responsibilities, but they have stepped up to make sure I don’t have to do all of this by myself. I even went through a tote full of CDs and DVDs, some labeled, some not, to see what we could give away to get some of this crap very valuable stuff out of our office.

When I’m not working on CMC stuff, I’m continuing my Hausa copy/paste fest. It’s super fascinating and not at all tedious. (I honestly don’t mind tedious right now. Tedious is calming.) I also did some proofing for the next OMS Outreach issue. It’s a banger.

One project I’m absolutely not spending nearly enough time working on is my chapel presentation. I have been doing research, and I have pages of notes written about what I want to say, but there’s no way I can present all of it. I must edit. I must also organize, because right now, my notes are all over the place. (Have I said what I’m talking about yet? I don’t even remember.) Like any good historian and researcher, I’m making use of multiple sources. But that also means I have a lot of reading to do. Normally, I’d be all over this, but reading for pleasure is vastly different than reading for teaching. I can’t give a presentation on vibes. I have to know my stuff. I have no doubt that I’ll be using the weekend after the CMC to compile everything into a coherent narrative.

So yes, I still feel like a ball in a pachinko machine. But I’m making progress.

Passover begins tomorrow night. If you’ve been keeping up with The Chosen, then you know that this season is all about Passover. My church used to do a seder, and I always enjoyed it. I like the ritual, and the remembrance aspect. I might have to find one doing that next year. But for now, I will wish you a Pesach Sameach, and remind you that to Jesus, you were not a small thing. You were worth dying for.

Bye!