Only a schedule like September could have a guy looking forward to dental surgery. Three missions conventions, thirteen Light for the Lost banquets, and a men’s conference prepared me for the dentist’s chair and the three hour laser surgery that went with it.
 
Before you start reading between the lines, let me explain myself. I am not comparing the pulpit to the dentist’s office. I love the pulpit more than I can explain in a few words. It was the strain of the miles on the road and in the air, the dozen different hotels and too many days away from Pam that had me excited about the few days following the surgery. You see, I was very willing to sit in the dentist’s chair because that would lead to three days on the couch…doing nothing more challenging than ice cream shakes and spending precious time with my sweetheart.
 
Well enough of that. It is time to get back to the road and the pulpit. And I love it!
 
However, there is a lesson to be learned. There can be too much of a good thing. BALANCE is one of my favorite words and yet I never seem to practice it as I should. Maybe a few less days on the road and a few more minutes on the couch would be wise. I don’t think I want to “look forward to dental surgery” again.