Call to another pastor in the church about someone who may be coming to join White Stone from another Jesus Army household about some of her 'issues'; arranging for one of our community members to start learning to drive (it's a bit of a palaver in community...); deciding whether one of our young member's older brother (who is rumoured to be a bit of a handful) can come and stay with us, having been kicked out by his girlfriend); defusing a potentially damaging situation involving someone having played a thoughtless 'joke' on someone else; getting my head round how to manage some of our latest converts and their complex relationships; planning a cell group at the local university that evening; tea with both my fellow elders in which among other things we decided to reduce a forthcoming evangelism campaign from two days to one; leading the afore-mentioned cell group at the local university; falling into bed and conking out halfway through a conversation with my wife.
"Come and join Christian community" they said. "Experience a life of love, joy and brotherhood" they said!
Well, I did and I do. But there's a lot of human stuff to wade through on the path to "love, joy and brotherhood". I guess that's Christianity for you.
The Word became flesh and blood, and moved into the neighborhood.