This past Sunday I spoke at the Willows: Just a short 10–15 minute Gospel message. It went… okay. I managed to get my main point across, though I didn’t feel like I delivered it as well as I could have. Others told me it came across fine, which I’m grateful for, but speaking has never been my strong suit. I rely heavily on my writing, and what works on paper doesn’t always flow the same way when spoken aloud. Still, by God’s grace the message was given, and that’s what matters most.

“And Jesus said unto him, Verily I say unto thee, To day shalt thou be with me in paradise.” -Luke 23:43 KJV

Meanwhile, I’ve continued the process of tidying up my GitHub account. It’s something that had been long overdue. A pile of half-finished projects, old forks, and forgotten experiments were cluttering things up. Now, most of it is cleaned up, archived, or reorganized. The surprising thing is how this cleanup rekindled the itch to code again. I’ve started working on a handful of small repositories, nothing groundbreaking, just little side projects or ideas that amused me. Will any of them ever be “finished”? Probably not. But for me, it’s less about the end product and more about keeping my brain moving and practising what little coding knowledge I have.

Every now and then I hit that point where the digital clutter builds up too much and it needs a proper cleaning. This past week I finally turned my attention to GitHub, which I’ve been neglecting for years. It’s been a graveyard of old forks, abandoned projects, and random experiments that no longer served any purpose.

So, I took the plunge: deleted what wasn’t worth keeping, archived the projects that were finished but still had some value, and updated what might still have a future. It felt good to pare things back to what actually matters.

I recently finished reading Why I Am Not Reformed by Matthew Cain, a short but direct little book that does exactly what the title suggests. Cain takes the time to lay out why he cannot align himself with the Reformed system, even while appreciating the good that came out of the Protestant Reformation.

It feels like I start every update the same way, by admitting that I’ve let too much time slip by. Maybe I should set myself a reminder that tells me to write even when I feel I have nothing of value to share. At least then I’d be forming the habit of putting words down instead of letting things drift.

Much has happened since the last post, though I’m sure I’ve already forgotten half of it. My attention has shifted from this site to building the Gospel site at gospel.fromgravelhill.ca. Progress is slow, but it’s moving along. Digging through the old site’s tangled folders to pull out audio and articles is not quick work, but it needs to be done, and I feel called to do it.

Over the past few days, I’ve been getting familiar with Porkbun’s domain management. It’s fairly straightforward, but some settings are labelled differently than I’m used to. Still, I’m finding my way around.

It’s been a semi productive stretch, and one of the steps I’ve taken was registering the domain fromgravelhill.ca. It’ll serve as the central hub for my various projects going forward. This blog now lives at blog.fromgravelhill.ca, and the tentative replacement for The Glorious Gospel has found a home at gospel.fromgravelhill.ca.

The bookkeeping is officially caught up.

Three weeks of (semi-)solid focus and effort brought the entire previous year up to datem along with a bit of housekeeping along the way. I’m grateful for the opportunity, especially considering how new I was to this. It helped that someone was brought in on two separate days to show me the ropes, and it made all the difference. Now that the heavy lifting is done, I’ll be shifting to just a few days a month to stay on top of things. It should be a much easier pace than the sprint I just finished. I look forward to getting better at it, step by step.

Tomorrow is the Lord’s Day. Am I ready for worship, for praise, for remembering Him? Yes. But have I done enough this week: enough study, enough prayer, enough giving of thanks to God? No. Not even close.

He asks so little, and I still manage to give even less.

Trying to keep up and clear the clutter, physically and mentally. Today’s been one of those day’s of playing catch-up with the random list of to-dos that always seems to grow faster than it shrinks.

Time passes. My mind wanders. Things get left behind. I’ve said all this before, probably too many times, and I know I sound like a broken record by now. The truth is I forget, or worse, I don’t always care enough in the moment to sit down and write. But here I am again, doing what I should have done a while ago. Trying, at least, to catch the trail before it goes cold.