Well, okay . . . only ONE thing for tonight.

I co-facilitate a group twice a week. It can get pretty stressful because of the subject matter the participants are discussing . . . so . . .

tonight as I was leaving I said something to the facilitator . . . “I’m sorry about . . .” and she stopped me and said some wise words . . . “You sure do a lot of apologizing here!”

She said it in a forthright manner – not judging or anything – but a bit incredulous, I think. So I said the very first words that came to my lips . . . “Oh, I’m sorry.” And, then we both chuckled.

But I have been thinking about it ever since (okay, it only happened half an hour ago, still . . .) and I’ve been trying to figure out why it is that I do it. Because I know I do apologize a lot – for things that either I have no control over – or that I didn’t do in the first place – or that bear no need for apology anyway.

A psycholanalyst could probably have fun with it – and with me – but I don’t feel like putting out big bucks for someone to sit in a chair with a notepad, totally not into whatever I’m saying – or “guessing” totally wrong about the reasons I might do this or some other sort of thing.

I guess it’s a part of me I need to work on – apologize if I do something wrong to someone – apologize if I am at fault – but if it is something that I have no control over, then just leave it to the world to sort out.

Sound like a plan? Yeah, I think so, too.

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We had a guest speaker for morning worship today . . . he and his wife are part of the Amundsen Educational Center team, and also members of the church I attend. After the morning service the couple hosted us for a native Alaskan meal.

My granddaughter and I sampled pickled muk tuk (whale blubber), but bypassed the raw muk tuk. We ate three different kinds of salmon, dried, smoked (the BEST!) and baked. We ate rice with salmon/caribou stew over it. (YUMMO!) We sampled moose tongue (not TOO bad) and roasted black bear (YUMMO! although I DOUBT they used this recipe.) And, for dessert, in addition to traditional buffet dishes such as cheesecake and brownies, we tasted Eskimo Ice Cream and both prounounced it good.

I didn’t try the seal oil. Oh, but we both ate Pilot bread, which I had not tried before although it is readily available in the local groceries.

Adam and Shirleen cooked all day yesterday getting the native dishes ready for us to share. Then they ministered in both services as well! Shirleen is from a village far to the north of us – near Barrow, I think. She is in the last of her student teaching requirements before graduating college. Then they hope to minister in a bush village as pastor/teacher combo. OH! and they are expecting their first baby in April.

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