It doesn't happen often, thankfully, but today is one of those days where I got up and rewrote my sermon.
This week the dreaded lurgy made mincemeat of my mind, and on Friday I penned the first, and then the second versions, neither of which felt adequate, but time and mental capacity were lacking.
Last night I decided it was either blag it or rewrite it - as I am still coughing and snuffling (and wondering if this is, afterall, the recurring lurgy people talk about), rewrite won. So, with roughly thirty minutes until I need to to be out of the house, I have a sermon that'll have to do.
Looking forward to a child blessing, and to sharing with these lovely folk.